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LOUD ROARED THE DREADFUL THUNDER.
Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge shower ;
The elouds were rent asunder,
By lightning’s vivid powers.
The night both drear and dark,
Our poor devoted bark,
There she lay,
Till next day,
In the Bay of Biscay, O.
Now dashed upon the billow,
Our opening timbers creak,
Each fears a wat’ry pillow,
None stop the dreadful leak.
To eling to slippery shrouds,
Eaeh breathless seamen crowds,
As she lay,
Till the day,
In the Bay of Biscay, O.
At length the wish’d for morrow,
Broke through the hazy sky ;
Absorbed in silent sorrow,
Each heav’d a bitter sigh:
The dismal wreek to view,
Struek horror to the erew,
As she lay,
Till the day,
In the Bay of Biscay, O
