...despair. Cecilia had only Luke Jones to comfort her. " And ever the fitful Gusts between A sound came from the land. It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea sand : The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow...

...ghost the vessel swept Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool; But the cruel rocks they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull....

...ghost the vessel swept Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath heb bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck....

...ghost the vessel swept, Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf, On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. Tk« breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept...

...ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all...

...tower, and a Viking wilh nothing on earth to employ himself with in a dull country, fell onliis spear. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted...white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. The rattling shrouds, all...

...simple vernacular expressions. Observe the following : 1 And ever the fitful gusts between, A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard soa-sand.' ' She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft an carded wool ; But the cruel...

...ballad is vivid nd touching in the highest degree. How striking are the comparisons in this verse ; She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side, Like the horns of an angry hull. "To the River Charles, "is...

...ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull. Her rattling shrouds, all...

...the vessel swept, Toward the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between, A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling...deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Look'd soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull....