The little boats upon the bay,
Rock gently at the close of day.
The fishermen their nets do mend,
As twilight shadows now descend.
Rock gently at the close of day.
The fishermen their nets do mend,
As twilight shadows now descend.
English poet and critic, associated with the Decadent movement. Known for his intense, often melancholic, verse.
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