...blow The smoke now west, now south. Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, " I pray thee put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane....he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the north-east ; The snow fell hissing in...

...did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sail6r, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane....no moon we see ' The Skipper, he blew a whiff from hi« pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd be. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the North-east;...

...Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, " I pray thee put into yonder port, tor I fear a hurricane. " Last night the moon had a golden...he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the north-east ; The snow fell hissing in...

...blow The smoke now west, now south. Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, " I pray thee put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last nieht the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! " The skipper he blew a whiff from...

...blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane....in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a...

...his pipe in his mouth;' although it may serve as a foil to such graphic lines as the following : 1 Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast ; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the bdlova frothed like yctut.' The skipper's little daughter bears him company, who trembles at the gale...

...blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Saildr, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane....in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a...

...did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sail'd the Spanish Main, I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane....And to-night no moon we see! The Skipper, he blew a whifi from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laugh'd he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from...

...up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For 1 fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden...in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a...

...The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, 51 » Last night, the moon had a golden ring, And to-night...in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a...