Again she plunges! hark! a second shock
Bilges the splitting vessel on the rock;
Down on the vale of death, with dismal cries,
The fated victims shuddering cast their eyes
In wild despair; while yet another stroke
With strong convulsion rends the solid oak:
Ah Heaven!--behold her crashing ribs divide!
She loosens, parts, and spreads in ruin o'er the tide.
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Here and there they are seen swimming in the vast flood.
[Lat., Apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto.]
Here and there they are seen swimming in the vast flood.
[Lat., Apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto.]
He wrongly accuses Neptune, who makes shipwreck a second time.
[Lat., Inprobe Neptunum accusat, qui iterum naufragium facit.]
He wrongly accuses Neptune, who makes shipwreck a second time.
[Lat., Inprobe Neptunum accusat, qui iterum naufragium facit.]
Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast
False fires, that others may be lost.
Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast
False fires, that others may be lost.
Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell--
Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave,--
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Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell--
Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave,--
Then some leap'd overboard with fearful yell,
As eager to anticipate their grave.
Some hoisted out the boats, and there was one
That begged Pedrillo for an absolution
Who told read more
Some hoisted out the boats, and there was one
That begged Pedrillo for an absolution
Who told him to be damn'd,--in his confusion.
Every drunken skipper trusts to Providence. But one of the ways
of Providence with drunken skippers is to run read more
Every drunken skipper trusts to Providence. But one of the ways
of Providence with drunken skippers is to run them on the rocks.
But hark! what shriek of death comes in the gale,
And in the distant ray what glimmering sail
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But hark! what shriek of death comes in the gale,
And in the distant ray what glimmering sail
Bends to the storm?--Now sinks the note of fear!
Ah! wretched mariners!--no more shall day
Unclose his cheering eye to light ye on your way!
Each man makes his own shipwreck.
[Lat., Naufragium sibi quisque facit.]
Each man makes his own shipwreck.
[Lat., Naufragium sibi quisque facit.]
Through the black night and driving rain
A ship is struggling, all in vain,
To live upon read more
Through the black night and driving rain
A ship is struggling, all in vain,
To live upon the stormy main;--
Miserere Domine!
