Ships in the caim seem anchor'd; for they glide On the still sea, urg'd solely by the tide : And far as eye can reach, it can discern no more? As an awaken'd giant with a frown Might show his wrath, and then to sleep sink down. All where the eye delights, yet dreads, to roam, The breaking billows cast the flying foam Upon the billows rising-all the deep Is restless change; the waves so swell'd and steep, High o'er the restless deep, above the reach In a broad space and level line they glide; All in their wedge-like figures from the north, In-shore their passage tribes of sea-gulls urge, Far back, then turn, and all their force apply, While to the storm they give their weak complaining cry; Or clap the sleek white pinion to the breast, 1 Darkness begins to reign; the louder wind He sees his prize, and now he turns again, Lights, signs of terror, gleaming from the stern. In various parties seamen hurry down; Their wives pursue, and damsels, urged by dread, Lest men so dear be into danger led; Their head the gown has hooded, and their call In this sad night is piercing like the squall; They feel their kinds of power, and when they meet. Chide, fondle, weep, dare, threaten, or entreat. See one poor girl, all terror and alarm, Has fondly seiz'd upon her lover's arm; From parted clouds the moon her radiance throws |