No More Learning

Tethys I call, with eyes cærulean bright, hid in a veil obscure from human sight;
Great Ocean's empress, wand'ring thro' the deep, and pleas'd with gentle gales, the earth to sweep;
Whose blessed waves in swift succession go, and lash the rocky shore with endless flow:
Delighting in the Sea serene to play, in ships           and the wat'ry way.