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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409385" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>By The Seaside : Sir Humphrey Gilbert</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Southward with fleet of ice<br>Sailed the corsair Death;<br>Wild and gast blew the blast,<br>And the east-wind was his breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His lordly ships of ice<br>Glisten in the sun;<br>On each side, like pennons wide,<br>Flashing crystal streamlets run.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His sails of white sea-mist<br>Dripped with silver rain;<br>But where he passed there were cast<br>Leaden shadows o'er the main.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eastward from Campobello<br>Sir Humphrey Gilbert sailed;<br>Three days or more seaward he bore,<br>Then, alas! the land-wind failed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! the land-wind failed,<br>And ice-cold grew the night;<br>And nevermore, on sea or shore,<br>Should Sir Humphrey see the light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat upon the deck,<br>The Book was in his hand;<br>'Do not fear! Heaven is as near,'<br>He said, 'by water as by land!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the first watch of the night,<br>Without a signal's sound,<br>Out of the sea, mysteriously,<br>The fleet of Death rose all around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moon and the evening star<br>Were hanging in the shrouds;<br>Every mast, as it passed,<br>Seemed to rake the passing clouds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They grappled with their prize,<br>At midnight black and cold!<br>As of a rock was the shock;<br>Heavily the ground-swell rolled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Southward through day and dark,<br>They drift in cold embrace,<br>With mist and rain, o'er the open main;<br>Yet there seems no change of place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Southward, forever southward,<br>They drift through dark and day;<br>And like a dream, in the Gulf-Stream<br>Sinking, vanish all away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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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.

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