Throughout the cruise she was placable, satisfied with earth and sea, and constantly eulogizing herself for this novel state of serenity.

Cards, and a collection of tripping French books bound in yellow, danced the gavotte with time, which made the flying minutes endurable to her: and for relaxation there was here the view of a shining town dropped between green hills to dip in sea-water, yonder a ship of merchandise or war to speculate upon, trawlers, collier-brigs, sea-birds, wave over wave.

No cloud on sun and moon.

We had gold and silver in our track, like the believable children of fairyland.
The princess, lying in her hammock-cot on deck, both day and night, or for the greater part of the night, let her eyes feast incessantly on a laughing sea: when she turned them to any of us, pure pleasure sparkled in them.

The breezy salt hours were visible ecstasy to her blood.