.... The sea being smooth 



How many shallow bauble boats dare sail 



Upon her patient breast, making their way 



With those of nobler bulk ! 



But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage 



The gentle Thetis, and anon behold 



The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut, 



Bounding between the two moist elements 



Like Perseus' horse. Where's then the saucy boat 



Whose weak untimber'd sides but even now 



Co-rival'd greatness? Either to harbor fled 



Or made a toast for Neptune." 



Shakespeare. 



