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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Inchcape Rock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No stir in the air, no stir in the sea, <br>The Ship was still as she could be; <br>Her sails from heaven received no motion, <br>Her keel was steady in the ocean. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without either sign or sound of their shock, <br>The waves flow’d over the Inchcape Rock; <br>So little they rose, so little they fell, <br>They did not move the Inchcape Bell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Abbot of Aberbrothok <br>Had placed that bell on the Inchcape Rock; <br>On a buoy in the storm it floated and swung, <br>And over the waves its warning rung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the Rock was hid by the surge’s swell, <br>The Mariners heard the warning Bell; <br>And then they knew the perilous Rock, <br>And blest the Abbot of Aberbrothok</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Sun in the heaven was shining gay, <br>All things were joyful on that day; <br>The sea-birds scream’d as they wheel’d round, <br>And there was joyaunce in their sound. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The buoy of the Inchcpe Bell was seen<br>A darker speck on the ocean green; <br>Sir Ralph the Rover walk’d his deck, <br>And fix’d his eye on the darker speck. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He felt the cheering power of spring, <br>It made him whistle, it made him sing; <br>His heart was mirthful to excess, <br>But the Rover’s mirth was wickedness. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His eye was on the Inchcape Float; <br>Quoth he, “My men, put out the boat, <br>And row me to the Inchcape Rock, <br>And I’ll plague the Abbot of Aberbrothok.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The boat is lower’d, the boatmen row, <br>And to the Inchcape Rock they go; <br>Sir Ralph bent over from the boat, <br>And he cut the bell from the Inchcape Float.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down sank the Bell with a gurgling sound, <br>The bubbles rose and burst around; <br>Quoth Sir Ralph, “The next who comes to the Rock,<br>Won’t bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir ralph the Rover sail’d away, <br>He scour’d the seas for many a day; <br>And now grown rich with plunder’d store, <br>He steers his course for Scotland’s shore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So thick a haze o’erspreads the sky, <br>They cannot see the sun on high; <br>The wind hath blown a gale all day, <br>At evening it hath died away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the deck the Rover takes his stand, <br>So dark it is they see no land. <br>Quoth Sir Ralph, “It will be lighter soon, <br>For there is the dawn of the rising Moon.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Canst hear,” said one, “the breakers roar? <br>For methinks we should be near the shore.” <br>“Now, where we are I cannot tell, <br>But I wish we could hear the Inchcape Bell.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They hear no sound, the swell is strong, <br>Though the wind hath fallen they drift along; <br>Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock, <br>“Oh Christ! It is the Inchcape Rock!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair, <br>He curst himself in his despair; <br>The waves rush in on every side, <br>The ship is sinking beneath the tide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But even is his dying fear, <br>One dreadful sound could the Rover hear; <br>A sound as if with the Inchcape Bell, <br>The Devil below was ringing his knell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Southey">Robert Southey</a><div class=q>
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The Ship was still as she could be; 
Her sails from heaven received no motion, 
Her keel was steady in the ocean. 

Without either sign or sound of their shock, 
The waves flow’d over the Inchcape Rock; 
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