Ellen Gray or, The dead maiden's curse. A poem, by the late Dr. Archibald Macleod [i.e. W. L. Bowles] |
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He went to sea; yet there, amid the roar
Of the wild waters, starting from his sleep,
He gaz'd upon the lone tempestuous deep;
When, slowly rising from the vessel's lee,
A shape appeared, which none besides could see;
And then he shriek'd, like one whom Heav'n forsook,—
“Oh! shut the book, dear Ellen, shut the book!”
Ellen Gray | ||