<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=589663" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The ship of Death [Vaporul morţii]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Between the water and the clouds was sailing without cease<br>Astray and with a damaged mast, by bolts of lightning hit;<br>The waves kept coming one by one, so it could find no peace,<br>And tossed and wavered while its paunch was cracking bit by bit. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind was whistling in the ropes its giant symphony<br>Ran to and fro and cut huge holes in the unrest below,<br>Spread everywhere across the sea a bitter irony<br>With its terrific and wild roars, like a relentless foe. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gloomy night upon the waves considered it unreal,<br>On the horizon round and dark a dot and nothing more,<br>Without a man to give it soul or mind to steer the wheel<br>To overcome that loud turmoil from surface to the floor. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The passengers and sailor men, decayed, on deck were spread,<br>Blue brows, lips livid, and clenched fists, eyes motionless and cold,<br>Five, six, or eight, or even ten; they all were lying dead,<br>In piles impressive, yellow-green, because were wrapped in mold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quick lightnings tore the night apart and made it look like hell,<br>The sky above the sea was cut by edges of bright flames,<br>And in zigzags, which hurt the sight with colors blended well,<br>They hissed and vanished in no time in the unsettled waves. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And for a moment every face would come into the light,<br>Now of a man that used to live on sea, harassed by breeze,<br>Now of a youngster with fair hair and virgin lips, so white,<br>Which stopped before could say their rhymes for suddenly did freeze. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And through the darkness of this hell advanced the ship of death<br>Tossing its frame, showing its front and then its weary rears,<br>The morning, near the heaven's gate, was holding its light breath<br>Soaking its bunch of color shades with big and gloomy tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alexandru+Macedonski">Alexandru Macedonski</a>, translated by Octavian Cocoş<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=589663" data-title="The ship of Death [Vaporul morţii] de Alexandru Macedonski" data-description="Between the water and the clouds was sailing without cease/Astray and with a damaged mast, by bolts of lightning hit;/The waves kept coming one by one, so it could find no peace,/And tossed and wavered while its paunch was cracking bit by bit. /Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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