In a red canoe, Overdue, Trailing her fingers in the water, Languorously lies the Lake King's daughter. Faint heart may miss her. Who will come and kiss her? I will! I will! Keep still! Keep still! "Do you want to upset us?" says the Lake King's daughter. Then the wind comes bringing Sounds across the water, Strumming ukelele, Voices sort of waily, Sentimental singing Echoing across the water. Father'll wait. Don't be late. Yo-ho! Yo-ho! To and fro, The Lake King kinging Calls home his daughter. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BARBER'S by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE SELF-DECEPTION by MATTHEW ARNOLD EPIGRAM by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM PATTY MORGAN THE MILKMAID'S STORY: 'LOOK AT THE CLOCK!' by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE LAND OF DREAMS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 13 by THOMAS CAMPION MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: FLORA SPEAKS by THOMAS CAMPION |