Here you will find the Poem At The Ships Rail of poet Harriet Monroe
The blue sea bends to the ship Like a dancer with skirts of lace? Wide diaphanous laces that curl and dip In the ardent wind's embrace. Little rainbows dash at the play And die of joy in the sun; While over and under, the long bright day, The sparkling footsteps run. Lovely, melodious Is the sound of the dance on the sea. Softly the white robes trail and toss Over blue waves that flee.
