A day that is boundless as youth br And gay with delight to be born, br Where the waves flash and glide over sands br In their pure image rippled and worn; br Where laughter is young on the air br As the race of young feet patters light! br Linked shadows run dancing before br In the midst of the infinite light! br On a violet horizon asleep br One milky sail glimmers afar; br And our spirits are free of the world br With nothing to bind or to bar; br With no thought but the thoughts of a child; br O golden the day and the hour! br The strong sea is charmed from his rage, br And the waste is more fair than a flower.