Gulls in an aery morrice <br />Gleam and vanish and gleam . . . <br />The full sea, sleepily basking, <br />Dreams under skies of dream. <br /> <br />Gulls in an aery morrice <br />Circle and swoop and close . . . <br />Fuller and ever fuller <br />The rose of the morning blows. <br /> <br />Gulls, in an aery morrice <br />Frolicking, float and fade . . . <br />O, the way of a bird in the sunshine, <br />The way of a man with a maid!<br /><br />William Ernest Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gull-in-an-aery-morrice/
