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Grant, Ulysses S. (Ulysses Simpson), 1822-1885

"Selections from Five English Poets"


The planks look warped! and see those sails,
How thin they are and sere! 530
I never saw aught like to them,
Unless perchance it were
"'Brown skeletons of leaves that lag
My forest-brook along;
When the ivy-tod[60] is heavy with snow, 535
And the owlet whoops to the wolf below,
That eats the she-wolf's young.'
"'Dear Lord! it hath a fiendish look--
(The Pilot made reply)
I am afeared,'[61]--'Push on, push on!' 540
Said the Hermit cheerily.
"The boat came closer to the ship,
But I nor spake nor stirred;
The boat came close beneath the ship,
And straight a sound was heard. 545
"Under the water it rumbled on,
Still louder and more dread:
It reached the ship, it split the bay:
The ship went down like lead.
"Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound, 550
Which sky and ocean smote;
Like one that hath been seven days drowned
My body lay afloat;
But, swift as dreams, myself I found
Within the Pilot's boat. 555
"Upon the whirl, where sank the ship,
The boat spun round and round;
And all was still, save that the hill
Was telling of the sound.


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