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The morning of the third day dawned fair and fresh, and...
He said that he had been impressed into the English s...
The Cruise Of The Torch
Heligoland light--north and by west--so many league...
The word "Dartmoor" means little to the ear of the Am...
The Escape Of Symington
Captain Myron Symington was a long-legged Yankee. The...
Within the tropics, on a wondrous evening when the So...
Shipwreck Of The French Ship Droits De L'homme
On the 5th of January, 1797, returning home on leave ...
The Absent Ship
Fair ship, I saw thee bounding o'er the deep,
Thy white wings glancing in the morning ray
And many a sparkling eye in vain did weep
For the bold hearts that steer'd thee on thy way:
Long days of grief have lingered into years:
Return! return! and charm away their tears.
I listen'd till the music and the song
Died on the waters as she swept along;
I watch'd her stately beauty, till it grew
A fading shadow on the distant blue;
Less, and still less--the waters are alone!
Queen of the ocean! whither art thou gone?
The wintry storm hath sighed itself to sleep,
Yet still thou lingerest on the faithless deep;
Have calmer seas, and skies of deeper blue,
Charm'd thee to bid thine island home adieu!
Long has yon dark-eye'd maiden wept in vain:
Return! return! and bid her smile again.
Long may'st thou weep, but never shalt thou see
Thy fair-hair'd mariner return to thee,
Clasp thy young beauty in a long embrace,
And read his pardon in thy happy face;
Thy gentle prayers, fair mourner, could not save!
Thy sailor sleeps within the stormy wave.
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