Watching an eddy in the leaden deep,

From which they deemed the body of one drowned

Will be cast forth; from face to face doth creep

An eager dread, that holds all tongues fast bound,

Until the horror, with a ghastly leap,

Starts up, its dead blue arms stretched aimlessly,

Heaved with the swinging of the careless sea.

J. R. Lowell.

DUST.