THE ROMANCE OF SIR RICHARD, SONNETS, AND OTHER POEMS 1890, W. DRYSDALE & CO., MONTREAL Fierce Neptune’s daughter, beneath the water, In grottoes cool dwelt I, And, laughing, hid in the seashell’s lid, As fishes arrowed by. My feet were free to the undersea; I played amidst its gloom, And in the deep where the mermaids weep Above the hero’s tomb, Where the sea snake strips dainty maiden lips Of kisses once so warm, And the lifeless child, by the eddies wild, Is torn from the mother’s arm. The foam-browed billow my head would pillow Upon its bosom fair, While the restless sweep of the moon-led deep Would drift us here and there. I oft would float in the dainty boat The Nautilus oared for me, …
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