W. J. Henderson.

THE BALLADE OF THE SUMMER-BOARDER

LET all men living on earth take heed,

For their own soul’s sake, to a rhyme well meant;

Writ so that he who runs may read—

We are the folk that a-summering went,

Who while the year was young were bent—

Yea, bent on doing this self-same thing

Which we have done unto some extent.

This is the end of our summering.