I was walking across a bridge one day and happened to see a boat full of people.  And yet, there was not a single person on the boat.

I am silent as the dawn
I move steadily without thought
Those who winter’s chill has touched
My presence they have sought.

Though I ask no permission, I’ll pass through your door
I can run all around your house, without taking a step.

In a marble hall white as milk
Lined with skin as soft as silk
Within a fountain crystal-clear
A golden apple doth appear.
No doors there are to this stronghold,
Yet thieves break in to steal its gold.

When Caesar did this isle invade,
I first experienced royal aid;
Nay, now to Majesty belong,
Tho’ subject to the vulgar throng;
Who with uncivil usage treat,
And trample me beneath their feet;
With heavy burdens me oppress,
And money gain by my distress.