The self-devoted rested with the dead.
COMPLAINT OF HARALD.
IMITATED FROM AN ICELANDIC SONG.
My gallant ship a rich freight bore
Around Sicilia’s tideless shore;
Laden with gold and warriors brave
With rapid keel she ploughed the wave;
We woo’d the fresh’ning breeze in vain—
I mourn a Russian maid’s disdain!
Strong in the pride of youthful might,