<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of the Crew of Diaz</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the Discovery of the Cape of Good Hope, <br>or Cape of Storms </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Where no sound was ever heard<br> But the ocean's hollow roar,<br>As it breaks, in foamy mountains,<br> Along the rugged shore:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where ev'ry wind of heaven<br> That has terror on its wings,<br>Howls to the startled echo<br> That through each cavern rings:</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Upon that world of waters,<br> Where nought has ever pass'd<br>But the storm-bird's glittering pinions,<br> As it whirls amidst the blast—</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Where no sail has ever wandered<br> Beneath that troubled sky,<br>Frowns the stately Cape of Storms<br> O'er the drear immensity!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Above whose hoary summit,<br> Where captive thunders sleep,<br>Three huge black clouds for ever<br> Their dreadful station keep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We have gazed on what no other<br> Has ever gazed upon—<br>We have braved the angry spirits,<br> And our victory is won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We have conquered all the dangers<br> Of a yet unfathom'd sea;<br>And we bring the prize of glory.<br> Our country, Spain, to thee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louisa+Stuart+Costello">Louisa Stuart Costello</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=449983" data-title="Song of the Crew of Diaz de Louisa Stuart Costello" data-description="On the Discovery of the Cape of Good Hope, or Cape of Storms Where no sound was ever heard But the ocean's hollow roar, As it breaks, in foamy mountains, Along the rugged shore: Where ev'ry wind of heaven That has terror on its wings, Howl..."></div> </div> </div>

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