Life LI. It tossed and tossed (723)
Part One: Life
LI
IT tossed and tossed,—
A little brig I knew,—
O’ertook by blast,
It spun and spun,
And groped delirious, for morn.
It slipped and slipped,
As one that drunken stepped;
Its white foot tripped,
Then dropped from sight.
Ah, brig, good—night
To crew and you;
The ocean’s heart too smooth, too blue,
To break for you.
