Attempt to steer obliquely on the gale:
For then, if broaching sideway to the sea,
Our dropsied ship may founder by the lee;
Vain all endeavours then to bear away,
Nor helm, nor pilot, would she more obey.”
He said: the listening mates with fixed regard,
And silent reverence, his opinion heard;
Important was the question in debate,
And o’er their counsels hung impending fate:
Rodmond, in many a scene of peril tried,