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The Wreck of the Wright
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'''bold''' The Wreck of the Wright.
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[From the Portland Herald.]
 
[From the Portland Herald.]
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The sun has set, and all alone<br />
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A steamer battles with the sea :<br />
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Her plume of smoke is backward blown--<br />
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The conquering wave bends sullenly.<br />
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And chill and drear a shadow creeps<br />
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Along the wild and misty deeps<br />
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That roll to windward and a-lee.<br />
  
The sun has set, and all alone
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With maniac laughter, deep and low,<br />
A steamer battles with the sea :
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The hungry caverns mock her way ;<br />
Her plume of smoke is backward blown--
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A pallid sea-bird, wheeling slow,<br />
The conquering wave bends sullenly.
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Shrieks to his mother sea, below<br />
And chill and drear a shadow creeps
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The hopeless flight of human prey ;<br />
Along the wild and misty deeps
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And o'er the waste of water broods<br />
That roll to windward and a-lee.
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The dreariest of Nature's moods,<br />
 
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Bereft of all save bleak dismay.<br />
With maniac laughter, deep and low,
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The hungry caverns mock her way ;
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A pallid sea-bird, wheeling slow,
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Shrieks to his mother sea, below
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The hopeless flight of human prey ;
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And o'er the waste of water broods
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The dreariest of Nature's moods,
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Bereft of all save bleak dismay.
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A sudden blenching strikes the sea
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To windward, and the fearful twang
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Of Neptune's trident, hums a glee
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Of might and wrath and agony,
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Far where the breakers boom and clang ;
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Like flying shrouds from riffed graves,
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The foam lies gleaming on the waves
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Whence ocean's slumb'ring furies sprang.
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The stricken billows lean away
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A sudden blenching strikes the sea<br />
With tyrampling thunders in the gale,
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To windward, and the fearful twang<br />
And staggering blindly to the fray
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Of Neptune's trident, hums a glee<br />
The frail ship starts each bolt and stay ;--
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Of might and wrath and agony,<br />
Her cordage shrieks and with a wail
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Far where the breakers boom and clang ;<br />
She plunges downward in the gloom
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Like flying shrouds from riffed graves,<br />
Of roaring gorges hoarse with doom--
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The foam lies gleaming on the waves<br />
And none alive may tell the tale !
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Whence ocean's slumb'ring furies sprang.<br />
  
What thoughts there came of home and friends,
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The stricken billows lean away<br />
What prayers were said, what kisses thrown--
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With trampling thunders in the gale,<br />
Were lost upon the wind that lends
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And staggering blindly to the fray<br />
Its borrowed wealth no more, and blends
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The frail ship starts each bolt and stay ;--<br />
A sigh of trouble with the moan
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Her cordage shrieks and with a wail<br />
That sadly haunts the restless waves,
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She plunges downward in the gloom<br />
Forever rolling o'er the caves,
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Of roaring gorges hoarse with doom--<br />
Where richer things than pearls are strewn.
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And none alive may tell the tale !<br />
  
They sailed one day and came--no more !
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What thoughts there came of home and friends,<br />
All else is wrapt in mystery :
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What prayers were said, what kisses thrown--<br />
The surges kneel upon the shore
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Were lost upon the wind that lends<br />
And tell their sorrows o'er and o'er ;
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Its borrowed wealth no more, and blends<br />
And still above the Northern sea,
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A sigh of trouble with the moan<br />
A pensive spirit, pale and slow,
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That sadly haunts the restless waves,<br />
The gray gull wheeling to and fro',
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Forever rolling o'er the caves,<br />
Keeps watch and ward eternally.  
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Where richer things than pearls are strewn.<br />
--KNA
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The Reason Why.
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They sailed one day and came--no more !<br />
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All else is wrapt in mystery :<br />
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The surges kneel upon the shore<br />
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And tell their sorrows o'er and o'er ;<br />
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And still above the Northern sea,<br />
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A pensive spirit, pale and slow,<br />
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The gray gull wheeling to and fro',<br />
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Keeps watch and ward eternally.<br />
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                                                                                                  --KNA
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'''bold'''The Reason Why.

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text after The sun has set, and all alone
A steamer battles with the sea :
Her plume of smoke is backward blown--
The conquering wave bends sullenly.
And chill and drear a shadow creeps
Along the wild and misty deeps
That roll to windward and a-lee.

With maniac laughter, deep and low,
The hungry caverns mock her way ;
A pallid sea-bird, wheeling slow,
Shrieks to his mother sea, below
The hopeless flight of human prey ;
And o'er the waste of water broods
The dreariest of Nature's moods,
Bereft of all save bleak dismay.

A sudden blenching strikes the sea
To windward, and the fearful twang
Of Neptune's trident, hums a glee
Of might and wrath and agony,
Far where the breakers boom and clang ;
Like flying shrouds from riffed graves,
The foam lies gleaming on the waves
Whence ocean's slumb'ring furies sprang.

The stricken billows lean away
With trampling thunders in the gale,
And staggering blindly to the fray
The frail ship starts each bolt and stay ;--
Her cordage shrieks and with a wail
She plunges downward in the gloom
Of roaring gorges hoarse with doom--
And none alive may tell the tale !

What thoughts there came of home and friends,
What prayers were said, what kisses thrown--
Were lost upon the wind that lends
Its borrowed wealth no more, and blends
A sigh of trouble with the moan
That sadly haunts the restless waves,
Forever rolling o'er the caves,
Where richer things than pearls are strewn.

They sailed one day and came--no more !
All else is wrapt in mystery :
The surges kneel upon the shore
And tell their sorrows o'er and o'er ;
And still above the Northern sea,
A pensive spirit, pale and slow,
The gray gull wheeling to and fro',
Keeps watch and ward eternally.

                                                                                                  --KNA

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