The blue sea bends to the ship <br />Like a dancer with skirts of lace— <br />Wide diaphanous laces that curl and dip <br />In the ardent wind's embrace. <br /> <br />Little rainbows dash at the play <br />And die of joy in the sun; <br />While over and under, the long bright day, <br />The sparkling footsteps run. <br /> <br />Lovely, melodious <br />Is the sound of the dance on the sea. <br />Softly the white robes trail and toss <br />Over blue waves that flee.<br /><br />Harriet Monroe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-the-ship-s-rail/
