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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409751" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Phantom Ship. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Mather's Magnalia Christi,<br>Of the old colonial time,<br>May be found in prose the legend<br>That is here set down in rhyme. <br>A ship sailed from New Haven,<br>And the keen and frosty airs,<br>That filled her sails at parting,<br>Were heavy with good men's prayers. <br>'O Lord! if it be thy pleasure'--<br>Thus prayed the old divine--<br>'To bury our friends in the ocean,<br>Take them, for they are thine!' <br>But Master Lamberton muttered,<br>And under his breath said he,<br>'This ship is so crank and walty<br>I fear our grave she will be!' <br>And the ships that came from England,<br>When the winter months were gone,<br>Brought no tidings of this vessel<br>Nor of Master Lamberton. <br>This put the people to praying<br>That the Lord would let them hear<br>What in his greater wisdom<br>He had done with friends so dear. <br>And at last their prayers were answered:--<br>It was in the month of June,<br>An hour before the sunset<br>Of a windy afternoon, <br>When, steadily steering landward,<br>A ship was seen below,<br>And they knew it was Lamberton, Master,<br>Who sailed so long ago. <br>On she came, with a cloud of canvas,<br>Right against the wind that blew,<br>Until the eye could distinguish<br>The faces of the crew. <br>Then fell her straining topmasts,<br>Hanging tangled in the shrouds,<br>And her sails were loosened and lifted,<br>And blown away like clouds. <br>And the masts, with all their rigging,<br>Fell slowly, one by one,<br>And the hulk dilated and vanished,<br>As a sea-mist in the sun! <br>And the people who saw this marvel<br>Each said unto his friend,<br>That this was the mould of their vessel,<br>And thus her tragic end. <br>And the pastor of the village<br>Gave thanks to God in prayer,<br>That, to quiet their troubled spirits,<br>He had sent this Ship of Air.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409751" data-title="The Phantom Ship. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First) de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="In Mather's Magnalia Christi, Of the old colonial time, May be found in prose the legend That is here set down in rhyme. A ship sailed from New Haven, And the keen and frosty airs, That filled her sails at parting, Were heavy with good men's pray..."></div> </div> </div>
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