Shady plants of asphodel
Are the lodges where we dwell;
Chanting in the leafy bowers
All the livelong summer hours,
Till the sudden gusty showers
Send us headlong, helter-skelter,
To the pool to seek for shelter.
Meager, eager, leaping, lunging,
From the sedgy wharfage plunging
To the tranquil depth below,