The Wreck of the Hesperus
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- It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughtèr, To bear him company
- Last night, the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see!
- The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.
- I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane
- Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast.
- Come hither! come hither! my little daughtèr, And do not tremble so;For I can weather the roughest gale That ever wind did blow.
- She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool,But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice, With the masts went by the board;Like a vessel of glass, she stove and sank, Ho! ho! the breakers roared!
- He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat Against the stinging blast; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast.
- O father! I hear the church-bells ring, Oh say, what may it be? 'T is a fog-bell on a rock-bound coast!
- O father! I hear the sound of guns, Oh say, what may it be?Some ship in distress, that cannot live In such an angry sea!O father! I see a gleaming light, Oh say, what may it be?
- father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That savèd she might be;And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee.
- The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck,And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck.
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