Sea-Girls

Shall I part my hair? Do I dare to eat a peach?

I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk along the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think they sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaweed on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with sea-weed of red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.