The Book of Odes, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908]
Two youths into their boats descend,
Whose shadows on the waters sway;
Ah! light hearts bravely sped away,
My heavy heart forbodes the end.
Two youths into their boats descend,
Two lives go drifting far from me;
Between the willow glooms I see
Death lurking at the river's bend.