Ship Starting, The. by Walt Whitman
LO! the unbounded sea!
On its breast a Ship starting, spreading all her sailsâ€”an ample Ship,
carrying even her moonsails;
The pennant is flying aloft, as she speeds, she speeds so statelyâ€”below,
emulous waves press forward,
They surround the Ship, with shining curving motions, and foam.