Whilst the moon decks herself in Neptune's glass <br />And ponders over her image in the sea, <br />Her cloudy locks smoothing from off her face <br />That she may all as bright as beauty be; <br />It is my wont to sit upon the shore <br />And mark with what an even grace she glides <br />Her two concurrent paths of azure o'er, <br />One in the heavens, the other in the tides: <br />Now with a transient veil her face she hides <br />And ocean blackens with a human frown; <br />Now her fine screen of vapour she divides <br />And looks with all her light of beauty down; <br />Her splendid smile over-silvering the main <br />Spreads her the glass she looks into again.<br /><br />George Darley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-moon-and-sea/
