And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted read more

And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept
Towards the reef of Norman's Woe.

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!

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.]

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!

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.

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.

Each man makes his own shipwreck.
[Lat., Naufragium sibi quisque facit.]

Each man makes his own shipwreck.
[Lat., Naufragium sibi quisque facit.]

In few, they hurried us aboard a bark,
Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepared
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In few, they hurried us aboard a bark,
Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepared
A rotten carcass of a butt, not rigged,
Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
Instinctively have quit it.