CAUGHT!

SOFTLY falls the summer moonlight

On the tranquil ocean tides.

Where a boat with youth and maiden

O'er the water lightly rides.

Hushed by nature's solemn silence,

Whispers he in accents low,

"Let us float through life together

Though the tide be ebb or flow."

And she answers, breathing music

Like a low breeze through the pines,

"Yes, dear, if you 'll only let me

Hold, as now, the rudder lines."

FEZ.