The lake does glimpse of autumn mirth,
Bluish waters with swan-whit hue see light,

Oak and marsh grass leaves do swirl on earth.

Waves impinge upon the boat in flight.

 
An aristocratic girl atop there sits astride;

From velvet mat below cold water creepeth high –

Her reflection caressed by a flow that glides.

Upon her body chill wind gusts fly!

Her lantern lit still but candle must die: Water clings to form thus and caught under sky. 

On night stroll, he found a nymph fair,

Whose reflection on the water seemed divine; '

T’was beauty shines so bright that grieved stares compare

To twilight tears adorning her sweet design.

 Ah! Ruby-tinged face with hair of liquid gold,

Her pearl-like eyes an ocean too vast to tell;

The majesty alone was fit for kings untold –

'twas ugliness aloft she did repel.

 His heart swooned at the sight and salty dews,

Her locks melded as winds caressed each curl:

Loveliest art by Nature thus imbued –

O grandeur in grace far beyond this world!

Twas love at first sight when their eyes did meet,

His heart had filled that moment in time -

To give her courage and gentle rhyme: "Fear not," he said soft like a dove's song

"For I'm here now to make you strong."