We were very tired, we were very merry -- <br />We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. <br />It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable -- <br />But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, <br />We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon; <br />And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon. <br /> <br />We were very tired, we were very merry -- <br />We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry; <br />And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear, <br />From a dozen each, we had bought somewhere; <br />And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold, <br />And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold. <br /> <br />We were very tired, we were very merry, <br />We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. <br />We hailed, "Good-morrow, Mother!" to a shawl-covered head, <br />And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read; <br />And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and pears, <br />And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.<br /><br />Edna St Vincent Millay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/recuerdo-2/
