Noons of poppy, noons of poppy,

Scarlet leagues along the sea;

Flaxen hair afloat in sunlight,

Love, come down the world to me!

There's a Captain I must ship with,

(Heart, that day be far from now!)

Wears his dark command in silence

With the sea-frost on his brow.

Noons of poppy, noons of poppy,

Purple shadows by the sea;

How should love take thought to wonder

What the destined port may be?

Nay, if love have joy for shipmate

For a night-watch or a year,

Dawn will light o'er Lonely Haven,

Heart to happy heart, as here.

Noons of poppy, noons of poppy,

Scarlet acres by the sea

Burning to the blue above them;

Love, the world is full for me.