However wind and storm were rife
And stranded vessels perilled life.
“No! by the God who made this tongue!”
And up in angry force he sprung,—
“No!—never, while my head is warm,
However wild beat sea and storm,
Launch I a boat, one life to save,
If half creation finds a grave!”
A fearful oath!—I thought; and so
Thought others, for a murmur low