Poems (Henley)/Gulls in an aery morrice

by William Ernest Henley

XI

Gulls in an aëry morrice Gleam and vanish and gleam . . .The full sea, sleepily basking, Dreams under skies of dream.

Gulls in an aëry morrice Circle and swoop and close . . .Fuller and ever fuller The rose of the morning blows.

Gulls, in an aëry morrice Frolicking, float and fade . . .O, the way of a bird in the sunshine, The way of a man with a maid!