But some he’ll save for a bleaching grave,
And shoulder them in to shore,—
Shoulder them in, shoulder them in,
Shoulder them in to shore.
How the swing of the lines befits the action, and how it puts on grace in this stanza,
Oh, the ships of Greece and the ships of Tyre
Went out, and where are they?
In the port they made, they are delayed
With the ships of yesterday.
The remaining strophes tempt one beyond what he is able, especially this characterization,