Explore "Many Inventions" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
And if ye doubt the tale I tell, / Steer through the South Pacific swell; / Go where the branching coral hives / Unending strife of endless lives, / Where, leagued about the 'wildered boat, / The rainbow jellies fill and float; / And, lilting where the laver lingers, / The starfish trips on all her fingers; / Where, 'neath his myriad spines ashock, / The sea-egg ripples down the rock; / An orange wonder daily guessed, / From darkness where the cuttles rest, / Moored o'er the darker deeps that hide / The blind white sea-snake and his bride / Who, drowsing, nose the long-lost ships / Let down through darkness to their lips.
_A Matter of Fact._