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Nor does it matter to the legend lover that the ill-fated +schooner was not "gored" by the "cruel rocks" just at this point, +but nearer to the Gloucester coast. +</p> +<p> +The poet has done many things well; and he has done few things better +than this ballad in the quaint, old-time style, with its nervous energy +and sonorous rhythm, wherein one hears the trampling of waves and +crashing of timbers. +Indeed, it is so well done, by art concealing art, that much of its +force and beauty escape the careless reader; whereas, the thoughtful one +finds in it an ever-increasing charm. It is worth noting that love, the +usual ballad <i>motif</i>, is absent and is not missed. The almost human +struggles and sufferings of the vessel, and the contrast between the +daring, scornful skipper, and the gentle, devout maiden, in the midst of +the terrors of storm and wreck, furnish abundant emotion and imagery; +in truth, many of the lines are literally packed with color, movement, +and meaning. +</p> +<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> +<h2> + ILLUSTRATIONS +</h2> +<center> +<small>BY</small> +<br /> + <br /> +<br /> +H. WINTHROP PIERCE,<br /> +EDMUND H. GARRETT,<br /> +J.D. WOODWARD,<br /> +W.F. HALSALL,<br /> +W.L. TAYLOR,<br /> +A. BUHLER,<br /> +H.P. BARNES,<br /> +A.J. LEWIS.<br /> +</center> +<br /> +<center> +<small>DRAWN AND ENGRAVED UNDER THE SUPERVISION OF</small> +<br /> +GEORGE T. ANDREW. +</center> +<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-03.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-03.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-04.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-04.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> It was the schooner Hesperus</p> +<p class="i2"> That sailed the wintry sea;</p> + <p> And the skipper had taken his little daughter</p> +<p class="i2"> To bear him company.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-05.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-05.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax,</p> +<p class="i2"> Her cheeks like the dawn of day,</p> + <p> And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds</p> +<p class="i2"> That ope in the month of May.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> The skipper he stood beside the helm,</p> +<p class="i2"> His pipe was in his mouth,</p> + <p> And he watched how the veering flaw did blow</p> +<p class="i2"> The smoke now west, now south.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-06.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-06.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-07.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-07.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> Then up and spake an old sailor,</p> +<p class="i2"> Had sailed to the Spanish Main,</p> + <p> "I pray thee, put into yonder port,</p> +<p class="i2"> For I fear a hurricane.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-08.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-08.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> "Last night the moon had a golden ring,</p> +<p class="i2"> And to-night no moon we see!"</p> + <p> The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe,</p> +<p class="i2"> And a scornful laugh laughed he.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> Colder and louder blew the wind,</p> +<p class="i2"> A gale from the north-east;</p> + <p> The snow fell hissing in the brine,</p> +<p class="i2"> And the billows frothed like yeast.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-09.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-09.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-10.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-10.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> Down came the storm, and smote amain</p> +<p class="i2"> The vessel in its strength;</p> + <p> She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed,</p> +<p class="i2"> Then leaped her cable's length.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-11.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-11.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> "Come hither! come hither, my little daughter,</p> +<p class="i2"> And do not tremble so;</p> + <p> For I can weather the roughest gale,</p> +<p class="i2"> That ever wind did blow."</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat,</p> +<p class="i2"> Against the stinging blast;</p> + <p> He cut a rope from a broken spar,</p> +<p class="i2"> And bound her to the mast.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-12.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-12.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-13a.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-13a.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> "O father! I hear the church-bells ring;</p> +<p class="i2"> O say, what may it be?"—</p> + <p> "'Tis a fog-bell on a rock-bound coast!"—</p> +<p class="i2"> And he steered for the open sea.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> "O father! I hear the sound of guns;</p> +<p class="i2"> O say, what may it be?"—</p> + <p> "Some ship in distress, that cannot live</p> +<p class="i2"> In such an angry sea!"</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-13b.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-13b.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-14.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-14.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> "O father! I see a gleaming light;</p> +<p class="i2"> O say, what may it be?"</p> + <p> But the father answered never a word,—</p> +<p class="i2"> A frozen corpse was he.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark.</p> +<p class="i2"> With his face turned to the skies.</p> + <p> The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow</p> +<p class="i2"> On his fixed and glassy eyes.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-15.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-15.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed</p> +<p class="i2"> That savéd she might be;</p> + <p> And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave,</p> +<p class="i2"> On the Lake of Galilee.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-16.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-16.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> And fast through the midnight dark and drear,</p> +<p class="i2"> Through the whistling sleet and snow,</p> + <p> Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept</p> +<p class="i2"> Towards the reef of Norman's Woe.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> And ever the fitful gusts between,</p> +<p class="i2"> A sound came from the land;</p> + <p> It was the sound of the trampling surf,</p> +<p class="i2"> On the rocks and the hard sea-sand,</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> The breakers were right beneath her bows,</p> +<p class="i2"> She drifted a dreary wreck,</p> + <p> And a whooping billow swept the crew</p> +<p class="i2"> Like icicles from her deck.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-17.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-17.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-18a.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-18a.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> She struck where the white and fleecy waves</p> +<p class="i2"> Looked soft as carded wool;</p> + <p> But the cruel rocks, they gored her side</p> +<p class="i2"> Like the horns of an angry bull.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice,</p> +<p class="i2"> With the masts went by the board;</p> + <p> Like a vessel of glass, she strove and sank,</p> +<p class="i2"> Ho! ho! the breakers roared.</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-18b.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-18b.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-19.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-19.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<table summary="" align="center"><tr><td> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> + <p> At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach,</p> +<p class="i2"> A fisherman stood aghast,</p> + <p> To see the form of a maiden fair,</p> +<p class="i2"> Lashed close to a drifting mast.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> The salt sea was frozen on her breast,</p> +<p class="i2"> The salt tears in her eyes;</p> + <p> And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed,</p> +<p class="i2"> On the billows fall and rise.</p> +</div><div class="stanza"> + <p> Such was the wreck of the Hesperus,</p> +<p class="i2"> In the midnight and the snow!</p> + <p> Christ save us all from a death like this,</p> +<p class="i2"> On the reef of Norman's Woe!</p> +</div></div> +</td></tr></table> +<hr class="full" /> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-20.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-20.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> +<hr class="full" /> +<div style="height: 4em;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> +<div class="figure" style="width: 100%;"> +<a href="images/hesp-bc.jpg"><img width="100%" src="images/hesp-bc.jpg" +alt="" /></a> +</div> + +<div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 13830 ***</div> +</body> +</html> |