8
IN SUNSHINE AND IN STORM.
A storm swept down in fury,
The purple pennon trailed
And the crimson banner's billows
Were cut with hurtling hail.
The purple pennon trailed
And the crimson banner's billows
Were cut with hurtling hail.
Now white on shore with terror
Is he who cheered in light;
But he who stood in shadow
The life-boat pulls with might.
Is he who cheered in light;
But he who stood in shadow
The life-boat pulls with might.
Down—up through seething surges
His frail barque's fall and rise,
While burns through storm and blackness
The fire in his longing eyes;
His frail barque's fall and rise,
While burns through storm and blackness
The fire in his longing eyes;
Nearer and nearer the Pinnace
Through thunder and through hail;
Ah, nerved by deathless purpose
No strong arm's strength shall fail!
Through thunder and through hail;
Ah, nerved by deathless purpose
No strong arm's strength shall fail!
****
Again in sunny harbor,
The idol of the crowd,
The Pinnace rides in safety
With flag and pennon proud:
The idol of the crowd,
The Pinnace rides in safety
With flag and pennon proud:
