A pretty treasure to keep in mind
The pleasant home she had left behind.
Weeks of battle with storm and gale
Wore on timber and mast and sail,
And just a league from its destined goal
The ship was wrecked on a hidden shoal.
Rescued, the people sped to shore,
Saving their lives and nothing more.
But Winifred, pacing the beach next day,
Dreaming of England far away—