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By The Seaside Sir Humphrey Gilbert

Southward with fleet of ice  Sailed the corsair Death;

Wild and gast blew the blast,  And the east-wind was his breath.

His lordly ships of ice  Glisten in the sun;

On each side, like pennons wide,  Flashing crystal streamlets run.

His sails of white sea-mist  Dripped with silver rain;

But where he passed there were cast  Leaden shadows o'er the main.

Eastward from Campobello  Sir Humphrey Gilbert sailed;

Three days or more seaward he bore,  Then, alas! the land-wind failed.

Alas! the land-wind failed,  And ice-cold grew the night;

And nevermore, on sea or shore,  Should Sir Humphrey see the light.

He sat upon the deck,  The Book was in his hand;"Do not fear!

Heaven is as near,"  He said, "by water as by land!"In the first watch of the night,  Without a signal's sound,

Out of the sea, mysteriously,  The fleet of Death rose all around.

The moon and the evening star  Were hanging in the shrouds;

Every mast, as it passed,  Seemed to rake the passing clouds.

They grappled with their prize,  At midnight black and cold!

As of a rock was the shock;  Heavily the ground-swell rolled.

Southward through day and dark,  They drift in cold embrace,

With mist and rain, o'er the open main;  Yet there seems no change of place.

Southward, forever southward,  They drift through dark and day;

And like a dream, in the Gulf-Stream  Sinking, vanish all away.

Composition Date:

By May 16, 1848.

The lyrical form of this poem is abcb.13.

Campobello: island off southwest New Brunswick.14. "When the wind abated and the vessels were near enough, the Admiral was seen constantly sitting in the stern, with a book in his hand.

On the 9th of September he was seen for the last time, and was heard by the people of the Hind to say, 'We are as near heaven by sea as by land.' In the following night, the lights of the ship suddenly disappeared.

The people in the other vessel kept a good lookout for him during the remainder of the voyage.

On the 22d of September they arrived, through much tempest and peril, at Falmouth.

But nothing more was seen or heard of the Admiral.'--Belknap's American Biography,

I. 203." (The Editor, pp. 329-30.)

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