The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling Chapter 8 Page 2

Dainty foot and tender heart,

Wait the loaded ferry-cart.

“Wait, ah, wait!” the ripple saith;

“Maiden, wait, for I am Death!”

“When my lover calls I haste —

Dame Disdain was never wedded!”

Ripple-ripple round her waist,

Clear the current eddied.

Foolish heart and faithful hand,

Little feet that touched no land.

Far away the ripple sped,

Ripple — ripple — running red!