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Is this a chamber where I lie?
A slender girl, long-hair'd, and tall,
A prying, pitying glance on me
No vision it could be,
But that I lived, and was released
But fail'd—and she approach'd and made
I must not strive as yet to break
And gently oped the door, and spake
But those she call'd were not awake, And she went forth; but ere she pass'd, Another look on me she cast,
Another sign she made, to say That I had nought to fear, that all Were near, at my command or call,
And she would not delay
Her due return,-while she was gone,
"She came with mother and with sire-
Since I became the Cossack's guest.
His rage, refining on my pain,
Sent me forth to the wilderness,
What mortal his own doom may guess ?—
As I shall yield when safely there.
FROM CANTO II.
THE ship, call'd the most holy "Trinidada,"
Were settled long ere Juan's sire was born;
His suite consisted of three servants and
Who several languages did understand,
But now lay sick and speechless on his pillow, And, rocking in his hammock, long’d for land, His headache being increased by every billow; And the waves oozing through the porthole made His berth a little damp, and him afraid.
'Twas not without some reason, for the wind
For sailors are, in fact, a different kind;
For the sky show'd it would come on to blow,
At one o'clock the wind with sudden shift
Threw the ship right into the trough of the sea,
The rudder tore away: 'twas time to sound
One gang of people instantly was put
At last they did get at it really, but
Still their salvation was an even bet;
The water rush'd through in a way quite puzzling,
Into the opening; but all such ingredients
Would have been vain, and they must have gone down, Despite of all their efforts and expedients,
But for the pumps : I'm glad to make them known
By them per hour, and they had all been undone,
As day advanced the weather seem'd to abate,
A squall came on, and while some guns broke loose,
There she lay, motionless, and seem'd upset;
For they remember battles, fires, and wrecks,
Or breaks their hopes, or hearts, or heads, or necks: Thus drownings are much talk'd of by the divers, And swimmers, who may chance to be survivors.
Immediately the masts were cut away,
Both main and mizzen: first the mizzen went, The main-mast follow'd; but the ship still lay Like a mere log and baffled our intent. Foremast and bowsprit were cut down, and they Eased her at last (although we never meant To part with all till every hope was blighted), And then with violence the old ship righted.
It may be easily supposed, while this
Was going on, some people were unquiet,