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THE NORTHERN OCEAN 39
Once again with their playing points
They cross one another from either side,
Stream and kindle, lighting the arch of heaven,
Divide, and flicker, and dart.
Darkness again, in the dark a death-cry.
Came it from us, or was it a warning?
‘The menace lies here by the side of the ship —
row on!
Fear knew ye not ere now.
See, a boat with but one man in it!
Madly he rows ’gainst the stormy current.
Row, my men, we are a hundred, he but one,
Row, we must see who he is!
Ho! now upsets he the boat—is gone!
No, he is there, on the other quarter!
Again he chokes in the wave,—see, now he is
there !
Onward! heed him not!
Far away are we from Bretland’s mead-horns,
Far from the church-bells in Irish steeples,
Is yonder a tempest, driving dark from the west?
Then is our doom made sure.
Who can say, who knows whither we’re faring?
Another gleaming ice-peak rises;
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