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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,   A motley procession, with many a 
fleck of foam, and  many fragments, Following the 
stately and rapid Ship  - - in the wake following.