"Ahoy, and ahoy!"
  'Twixt mocking and merry --
"Ahoy and ahoy, there,
  Young man of the ferry!"

She stood on the steps
  In the watery gloom ---
That Changeling --"Ahoy, there!"
  She called him to come.
He came on the green wave,
  He came on the grey,
Where stooped that sweet lady
  That still summer's day.
He fell in a dream
  Of her beautiful face,
As she sat on the thwart
  And smiled in her place.

No echo his oar woke,
  Float silent did they,
Past low-grazing cattle
  In the sweet of the hay.
And still in a dream
  At her beauty sat he,
Drifting stern foremost
  Down -- down to the sea.

Come you, then: call,
  When the twilight apace
Brings shadow to brood
  On the loveliest face;
You shall hear o'er the water
  Ring faint in the grey ---
"Ahoy, and ahoy, there!"
  And tremble away;
"Ahoy, and ahoy!..."
  And tremble away.