'Yes! this only one fell in the main!
—I eagerly struggled to save;
But I strove with the current in vain,
And saw him sink under the wave!
'My head was astounded and wild,—
Incessant I roam'd on the shore,
To seek the dead corse of my child,
And to weep on his bosom once more.
'Seven days undisturb'd was the sky,
The eighth was a tempest most drear,