THESE ARE THE FORGERIES OF JEALOUSY.
SINCE ONCE I SAT UPON A PROMONTORY,
AND HEARD A MERMAID ON A DOLPHIN’S BACK
UTTERING SUCH DULCET AND HARMONIOUS BREATH,
THAT THE RUDE SEA GREW CIVIL AT HER SONG,
AND CERTAIN STARS SHOT MADLY FROM THEIR SPHERES
TO HEAR THE SEA-MAID’S MUSIC.
That looks like your underwater friend bayleen
May 14, 2012 at 11:00 am