Menken, Adah Isaacs
|THE SHIP THAT WENT DOWN|
Too late, too late!
The life-boats are lost.
The rent spars have groaned out their lives, and the white
sails have shrouded them in their rough beds of
Strong mariners have fainted and failed in the terror and
White lips are grasping for breath, and trembling out
prayers, and waiting to die.
And the Ship, once so fair, lies a life-freighted wreck.
The Promises, Hopes, and Loves, are sinking, sinking
The winds shriek out their joy, and the waves shout out
their anthem of Death.