By the merest chance he enter'd our door
To ask for a meal and a bed by the way.
So the three of us met delighted there,
And set sail together that perfect spring,
When the skies were fine and the winds were fair,
And our hearts were lighter than anything.
From the midst of the sea the white cliffs rise—
The snowy white cliffs of the ocean gem!
And they smile their welcome into our eyes
As Harry and I smile it back on them.