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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539552" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Tale of the Sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A pathetic tale of the sea I will unfold,<br>Enough to make one's blood run cold;<br>Concerning four fishermen cast adrift in a dory.<br>As I've been told I'll relate the story.<br>T'was on the 8th April on the afternoon of that day<br>That the village of Louisburg was thrown into a wild state or dismay, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the villagers flew to the beach in a state of wild uproar<br>And in a dory they found four men were cast ashore.<br>Then the villagers, in surprise assembled about the dory,<br>And they found that the bottom of the boat was gory;<br>Then their hearts were seized with sudden dread,<br>when they discovered that two of the men were dead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the two survivors were exhausted from exposure, hunger, and cold,<br>Which used the spectators to shudder when them they did behold;<br>And with hunger the poor men couldn't stand on their feet,<br>They felt so weakly on their legs for want of meat. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were carried to a boarding-house without delay,<br>But those that were looking on were stricken with dismay,<br>When the remains of James and Angus McDonald were found in the boat,<br>Likewise three pieces or flesh in a pool or blood afloat. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angus McDonald's right arm was missing from the elbow,<br>and the throat was cut in a sickening manner which filled the villagers hearts with woe,<br>Especially when they saw two pieces of flesh had been cut from each thigh,<br>'Twas then the kind-hearted villagers did murmur and sigh. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angus McDonald must have felt the pangs of hunger before he did try<br>to cut two pieces of fiesh from James McDonald's thigh,<br>But, Oh heaven! the pangs of hunger are very hard to thole,<br>And anything that's eatable is precious unto an hungry soul. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas it is most pitiful and horrible to think<br>That with hunger christians will each other's blood drink<br>And eat each other's flesh to save themselves from starvation;<br>But the pangs or hunger makes them mad, and drives them to desperation. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">An old American soldier that had passed through the Civil War,<br>Declared the scene surpassed anything he's seen by far,<br>And at the sight, the crowd in horror turned away,<br>which no doubt they will remember for many a day. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Colin Chisholm, one of the survivors was looking very pale,<br>Stretched on a sofa at the boarding-house, making his wail:<br>Poor fellow! his feet was greatly swollen, and with a melancholy air,<br>He gave the following account of the distressing affair: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We belonged to the American fishing schooner named &quot;Cicely&quot;,<br>And our captain was a brave man, called McKenzie;<br>And the vessel had fourteen hands altogether<br>And during the passage we had favourable weather. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas on March the 17th we sailed from Gloucester on the Wednesday<br>And all our hearts felt buoyant and gay;<br>And we arrived on the Western banks on the succeeding Tuesday,<br>While the time unto us seemed to pass merrily away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">About eight O'clock in the morning, we left the vessel in a dory,<br>And I hope all kind christians will take heed to my story;<br>Well, while we were at our work, the sky began to frown,<br>And with a dense fog we were suddenly shut down </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then we hunted and shouted, and every nerve did strain,<br>Thinking to find our schooner but, alas! it was all in vain:<br>Because the thick fog hid the vessel from our view,<br>And to keep ourselves warm we closely to each other drew. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We had not one drop of water , nor provisions of any kind,<br>Which, alas soon began to tell on our mind;<br>Especially upon James McDonald who was very thinly clad,<br>And with the cold and hunger he felt almost mad. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And looking from the stern where he was lying,<br>he said Good bye, mates, Oh! I am dying!<br>Poor fellow we kept his body thinking the rest of us would be saved,<br>Then, with hunger, Angus McDonald began to cry and madly raved. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he cried, Oh, God! send us some kind of meat,<br>Because I'm resolved to have something to eat;<br>Oh! do not let us starve on the briny flood<br>Or else I will drink of poor Jim's blood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he suddenly seized his knife and cut off poor Jim's arm,<br>Not thinking in his madness he'd done any harm;<br>Then poor Jim's blood he did drink and his flesh did eat,<br>Declaring that the blood tasted like cream, and was a treat. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he asked me to taste it, saying It was good without doubt,<br>Then I tasted it, but in disgust I instantly spat it out;<br>Saying, if I was to die within an hour on the briny flood,<br>I would neither eat the flesh nor drink the blood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then in the afternoon again he turned to me,<br>Saying, I'm going to cut Jim's throat for more blood d'ye see;<br>Then I begged of him, for God's sake not to cut the throat of poor Jim,<br>But he cried, Ha! ha! to save my own life I consider it no sin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tried to prevent him but he struck me without dismay<br>And cut poor Jim's throat in defiance of me, or all I could say,<br>Also a piece of flesh from each thigh, and began to eat away,<br>But poor fellow he sickened about noon, and died on the Sunday. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now it is all over and I will thank all my life,<br>Who has preserved me and my mate, McEachern, in the midst of danger and strife;<br>And I hope that all landsmen of low and high degree,<br>Will think of the hardships of poor mariners while at sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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Enough to make one's blood run cold;
Concerning four fishermen cast adrift in a dory.
As I've been told I'll relate the story.
T'was on the 8th April on the afternoon of that day
That the village of Louisb..."></div>
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