AFTER the Sea-Ship--after the whistling winds;
 After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,
 Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks,
 Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship:
 Waves of the ocean, bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying,
 Waves, undulating waves--liquid, uneven, emulous waves,
 Toward that whirling current, laughing and buoyant, with curves,
 Where the great Vessel, sailing and tacking, displaced the surface;
 Larger and smaller waves, in the spread of the ocean, yearnfully
 flowing;
 The wake of the Sea-Ship, after she passes--flashing and frolicsome,
 under the sun, 10
 A motley procession, with many a fleck of foam, and many fragments,
 Following the stately and rapid Ship--in the wake following.