Penelope By Dorothy Parker
In the pathway of the sun,
In the footsteps of the breeze,
Where the world and the sky are one,
He shall ride the silver seas.
He sall cut the glittering wave.
I shall sit at home, and rock;
Rise, to heed a neighbor's knock;
Brew my tea, and snip by thread;
Bleach the linen for my bed.
They will call him brave.
Answer each in full 2-3 sentences when possible.
1. Who is "he" referred to in lines 1-5? How is he described?