Excerpt from Between the Lights: And Other Verses The singing oars, That will grip and swing till the ripples blaze In the light as they sweep to the sandy shores. The steer-oar bends, and her head swings round TO the golden light on Somes'; The long blades churn with a roaring sound Till the sharp cutwater foams, And each heart quivers as each blade bites, For 'tis good to be speeding between the lights The glow of the sunset, the flush Of the moon, The harbor lights that will twinkle soon, And the light-o'-love in the soft, bright eyes Of the girls who are with us between the lights When the white, white water flies.

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