XI
GULLS in an aëry morriceGleam and vanish and gleam …The full sea, sleepily basking,Dreams under skies of dream.
Gulls in an aëry morriceCircle and swoop and close …Fuller and ever fullerThe rose of the morning blows.
Gulls, in an aëry morriceFrolicking, float and fade …O, the way of a bird in the sunshine,The way of a man with a maid!