Three o'clock
Great hay-boats yellow in the sun , brown in the shadow -- great hay-boats came by , their sails scarce filled with the light breeze ; standing high , they sailed slowly and picturesquely , with men thrown in all attitudes ; somnolent in sunshine and pungent odour -- one only at work , wielding the great rudder . `` Ah ! if she would not disappoint me ; if she would only come ; I would give my life not to be disappointed ... . Three o'clock ! She said she would be here by three , if she came at all . I think I could love her -- I am sure of it ; it would be impossible to weary of her -- so frail -- a white blonde . She said she would come , I know she wanted to ... .