On an olive beach, beneath a turquoise sky
And a limeade sun, by a lurid sea,
While the beryl clouds went blithely by,
We ensconced ourselves, my love and me.
O her verdant hair1 and her aqua smile!
O my soul, afloat in an emerald bliss
That retained its tint all the watery while-
And her copper skin, all verdigris!