As she flounders to and fro
All before her tearing, bearing
Down upon us—
Luc. Anchor, ho!—
Behold the ship in port! And what if freighted
With but one jewel, worthy welcome more
Than ever full-fraught Argosy awaited,
At last descried by desperate eyes ashore;
From the first moment of her topsail showing
Like a thin cobweb spun ’twixt sea and sky;