Nay if thou will'st, back to the beating brine,
Back to the boisterous billow let us go,
And walk all day beneath the hyaline
Huge vault of Neptune's watery portico,
And watch the purple of the deep
Sport in ungainly play, and from his lair keen Xiphias leap.
Back to the boisterous billow let us go,
And walk all day beneath the hyaline
Huge vault of Neptune's watery portico,
And watch the purple of the deep
Sport in ungainly play, and from his lair keen Xiphias leap.
Oscar Wilde - Poetry
