She told me tales of Arion <br />and the sly Ulysses <br />and filled my ringing ears <br />with sounding arias <br />of love among the fishes. <br /> <br />Oh, the waves are the laughter of water! <br /> <br />She dined upon the minnows <br />the whelk and such-like crill <br />but took from them contagion <br />that made her deadly ill <br />and gone, she's gone away. <br />Folly, say, and folly <br />for luxury to make <br />imperishable mischief <br />of every sea and lake. <br />So sadly short of sight. <br /> <br />Oh, the waves are the laughter of water! <br /> <br />Folly, cry, and folly <br />that loutish lucre makes <br />illimitable mischief <br />of every loch and brake. <br />So madly short of sight <br />Where is the lovely dolphin <br />that used to swim with me <br />along the gleaming torrents of <br />the vast, uncrowded sea? <br />the vast, uncrowded sea.<br /><br />Morgan Michaels<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dolphin-ii/
