When our bridal candles gleamed far and bright.”—
There came a shriek, and there came a sound,
And the Solway roared, and the ship spun round.
Second Fisherman.
“O lady, lady, why do you cry?
Though the waves be flashing top-mast high,
Though our frail bark yields to the dashing brine,
And heaven and earth show no saving sign,
There is One who comes in the time of need,
And curbs the waves as we curb a steed.”—