The regatta is spread on the bay how the white sails sparkle! It is a beautiful thing to see the vessels, countless ships, mighty hulls dark-gliding in the distance, moving swiftly surrounded by myriads of small craft, sometimes a hundred or more all in sight at once, moving so gracefully on the water.
The wake of the sea-ship after she passes, Following the stately and rapid ship, flashing and frolicsome under the sun.
