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Confusion reigns mid such alarms,
To give up life with all its charms;
To sink in death's cold icy arms,
With terror must be fraught.
To give up life with all its charms;
To sink in death's cold icy arms,
With terror must be fraught.
On that frail bark one sparkling gem
Outshines the costly diadem;
No royal blood, compared with him
Is worth a transient thought.
Outshines the costly diadem;
No royal blood, compared with him
Is worth a transient thought.
The heavens were lit, the lightnings gleam,
And round their ship a fiery stream;
The ocean yawned—a fearful scream—
She sank beneath the wave.
And round their ship a fiery stream;
The ocean yawned—a fearful scream—
She sank beneath the wave.
The omen bird now flaps its wings
And tidings from the ocean brings
O! who can touch the trembling strings
Or chaunt the funeral dirge.
And tidings from the ocean brings
O! who can touch the trembling strings
Or chaunt the funeral dirge.
Oregon Spectator, October 18, 1849.
