the _^ little waves from

Waves in the Vessel's wake

I saw a sShip sail on—and after she
had sail'd on, had pass'd,

The waters current in her wake—the little hastening waves
_^ hastening from afar, smaller on larger,

And the _^far billows reaching up, with their prying looks
and white necks, bending over, with their with prying looks

Tending _^[illegible] gaily with swift flow toward the track left by the _^departed ship

And the _^great spread of the sea itself, _^hoarsely bubbling and gur gurgling thither,

Toward that motley, laughing buoyandt
streak of itself,

When the ship sailing on, had [stirred?] up displaced the surface,

Undulating, and flashing, so whirling frolicsome
under the sun;

The To the Toward that long, long, shining, and mottled track, _^with curves,

Where the ship, sailing & tacking, had displaced the
with curves, surface

Thither The _^little & larger waves, with yearnfully flowing, with frag-
ments & foam—a long varied procession,

A varied procession, with many a fleck of foam & many fragments
where, they

They In There, to the wake of the vessel, _^ they, long _^& long after
she had pass'd,

Gathering, joyously followed.