个更严肃更彻悟的人。
part 7
this herit good lives that wood
which slopes down to the sea
how loudly his sweet voice he rears !
he loves to talk with areres
thate fro a far untree
he kneels at orn, and noon and eve—
he hath a chion plup :
it is the oss that wholly hides
the rotted old oak-stup
the skiff-boat neared : i heard the talk,
“why, this is strange, i trow !
where are those lights so any and fair,
that signal ade but now ?”
“strange, by y faith !” the herit said—
“and they answered not our cheer !
the pnks look warped ! and see those sails,
how th they are and sere !
i never saw aught like to the,
unless perchance it were
“brown skeletons of leaves that g
y forest-brook along ;
when the ivy-tod is heavy with snow,
and the owlet whoops to the wolf below,
that eats the she-wolf≈039;s young”
“dear lord ! it hath a fiendish look”
(the pilot ade reply)—
“i a a-feared—”“ph on, ph on !”
said the herit cheerily
the boat ca closer to the ship,
but i nor spake nor stirred ;
the boat ca close beneath the ship,
and straight a sound was heard
under the water it rubled on,
still louder and ore dread :
it reached the ship, it split the bay ;
the ship went down like lead
stunned by that loud and dreadful sound,
which sky and ocean sote,
like one that hath been seven days drowned
y body y afloat ;
but swift as dreas, yself i found
with the pilot≈039;s boat
upon the whirl, where sank the ship,
the boat spun round and round ;
and all was still, save that the hill
was tellg of the sound
i oved y lips—the pilot shrieked
and fell down a fit ;
the holy herit raised his eyes,
and prayed where he did sit
i took the oars : the pilot≈039;s boy,
who now doth crazy go,
ughed loud and long, and all the while
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