...spake an old sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, " I pray thee put into yonder port, tor I fear a hurricane. " Last night the moon had a golden ring,...he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the north-east ; The snow fell hissing in...

...and spake an old Sail6r, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. Last night, the moon had a golden ring,...no moon we see ' The Skipper, he blew a whiff from hi« pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd be. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the North-east;...

...Had sail'd the Spanish Main, " I pray thee put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last nieht the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! " The skipper he blew a whiff from hU pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the north-east...

...spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden ring,...the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength...

...his pipe in his mouth;' although it may serve as a foil to such graphic lines as the following : 1 Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the bdlova frothed like yctut.' The skipper's little daughter bears him company, who trembles at...

...spake an old Saildr, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden ring,...the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength...

...and spake an old Sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. Last night, the moon had a golden ring,...And to-night no moon we see! The Skipper, he blew a whifi from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from...

...spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For 1 fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden ring,...the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength...

...The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, 51 » Last night, the moon had a golden ring, And to-night...the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength...

...spake an old sailor, He sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden ring,...whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength, She shuddered and paused, like a frighted...