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Oscar Wilde : La Mer

A white mist drifts across the shrouds1,
	A wild moon in the wintry sky
	Gleams like an angry lion’s eye
Out of a mane of tawny clouds.

The muffled steersman at the wheel
	Is but a shadow in the gloom;—
	And in the throbbing engine-room
Leap the long rods of polished steel.

The shattered storm has left its trace
	Upon this huge and heaving dome,
	For the thin threads of yellow foam
Float on the waves like ravelled lace.

Oscar Wilde (1855-1900)	1887

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