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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sea Change</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw a Priest in beetle black<br>Come to our golden beach,<br>And I was taken sore aback<br>Lest he should choose to preach<br>And chide me for my only wear,<br>A "Gee" string and a brassière.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then I saw him shyly doff<br>And fold his grim soutane,<br>And one by one his clothes take off,<br>Until like any man<br>He stood in bathing trunks, a sight<br>To thrill a maiden with delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For he was framed and fashioned like<br>Apollo Belvedere;<br>I felt my heart like cymbal strike<br>Beneath my brassière.<br>And then the flounce of foam he broke,<br>And disappeared with flashing stroke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We met. 'Twas in the billows roll.<br>Oh how he sang with joy;<br>But not a hymn, - a merry troll<br>With gusto of a boy.<br>I looked, and lo! the priest was gone,<br>And in his place a laughing faun. . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today confession I have made.<br>The Father's face was stern,<br>And I was glad that in the shade<br>Mine he could not discern . . .<br>He gave me grace - but oh the bliss,<br>The salty passion of his kiss!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508631" data-title="Sea Change de Robert William Service" data-description="I saw a Priest in beetle black Come to our golden beach, And I was taken sore aback Lest he should choose to preach And chide me for my only wear, A "Gee" string and a brassière. And then I saw him shyly doff And fold his grim so..."></div> </div> </div>
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