The path of gold on the deep blue water
Trembled across to our very feet,
And oh, but the wood was pink with roses,
        And oh, but the birds sang loud, sang sweet!

The path of gold on the deep blue water
        Dimpled and sparkled that August night;
We said, —“It begins in love and roses,
        Ends only in heaven’s delight.”

“The Path of Gold” as it appears in Higginson’s The Voice of April-Land and Other Poems (1903).