Out on the lawn, in the evening gray,
Went Willie and Kate. I said, " Which way? "
And they both replied, " Croquet, croquet! "
The evening was bright with the moon of May,
And the lawn was light as though lit by day;
From the window I looked — to see croquet.
Of mallets and balls, the usual display;
The hoops all stood in arch array,
And I said to myself, " Soon we'll see croquet. "
But the mallets and balls unheeded lay,
And the maid and the youth? — side by side sat they;
And I thought to myself, Is that croquet?
I saw the scamp — it was light as day —
Put his arm round her waist in a loving way,
And he squeezed her hand, — was that croquet?
While the red rover rolled forgotten away,
He whispered all that a lover should say,
And kissed her lips, — what a queer croquet!
Silent they sat 'neath the moon of May,
But I knew by her blushes she said not Nay;
And I thought in my heart, Now that's croquet!
Went Willie and Kate. I said, " Which way? "
And they both replied, " Croquet, croquet! "
The evening was bright with the moon of May,
And the lawn was light as though lit by day;
From the window I looked — to see croquet.
Of mallets and balls, the usual display;
The hoops all stood in arch array,
And I said to myself, " Soon we'll see croquet. "
But the mallets and balls unheeded lay,
And the maid and the youth? — side by side sat they;
And I thought to myself, Is that croquet?
I saw the scamp — it was light as day —
Put his arm round her waist in a loving way,
And he squeezed her hand, — was that croquet?
While the red rover rolled forgotten away,
He whispered all that a lover should say,
And kissed her lips, — what a queer croquet!
Silent they sat 'neath the moon of May,
But I knew by her blushes she said not Nay;
And I thought in my heart, Now that's croquet!