Old Year Leaves Being Old Verses Revised: By H. T. Mackenzie Bell ... New Edition |
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AN OCEAN GLOAMING.
I pray you, hark,—
What is it that each seems to crave,
As over each mid-ocean wave
It groweth dark?
What is it that each seems to crave,
As over each mid-ocean wave
It groweth dark?
The angry gale
Strikes our stout ship in mockery,
And now they fiercely fight to see
Who shall prevail.
Strikes our stout ship in mockery,
And now they fiercely fight to see
Who shall prevail.
The seething spray
Dashes on high, and has the whole
Range of the deck without control
Under its sway.
Dashes on high, and has the whole
Range of the deck without control
Under its sway.
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Our sturdy ship's
Tossings and creaks are like to pain,
And ofttimes in the surging main
Her beams she dips.
Tossings and creaks are like to pain,
And ofttimes in the surging main
Her beams she dips.
Look, just in sight,
Two creamy piles of foam between,
A little barque is rolling seen
Mid gathering night.
Two creamy piles of foam between,
A little barque is rolling seen
Mid gathering night.
A signal goes
Quick up her mast and there remains;
“Where now she is,” the mate explains,
“She scarcely knows,
Quick up her mast and there remains;
“Where now she is,” the mate explains,
“She scarcely knows,
And asks that we
Should tell her.” Swiftly our reply
Runs up the mast, and then we try
To find if she
Should tell her.” Swiftly our reply
Runs up the mast, and then we try
To find if she
Perceives the sign,
Ere yet she's out of sight. Full slow
Pass the dread hours ere Morning's glow
Makes Night to pine,
Ere yet she's out of sight. Full slow
Pass the dread hours ere Morning's glow
Makes Night to pine,
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And die away.
But when the light is come at length,
We're sheltered safe from Ocean's strength
Within the bay.
But when the light is come at length,
We're sheltered safe from Ocean's strength
Within the bay.
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