A seaman’s body: there’ll be more to-night!”
Hark! to those sounds! they’re from distress at sea;
How quick they come! What terrors may there be!
Yes, ’tis a driven vessel: I discern
Lights, signs of terror, gleaming from the stern;
Others behold them too, and from the town
In various parties seamen hurry down;
Their wives pursue, and damsels urged by dread,
Lest men so dear be into danger led;
Their head the gown has hooded, and their call