Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
America: Vols. XXV–XXIX. 1876–79.
The Wreck of the Ancient Coaster
By Fitz-Greene Halleck (17901867)H
Her keel is in the sand,
And her bowsprit rests on the low gray rock
That bounds the sea and land.
And sand and shells are there,
And the teeth of decay are gnawing her planks,
In the sun and the sultry air.
When sky and wave are calm,
And the clouds are in summer quietness,
And the cool night-breath is balm,
Of the moon in the blue above,
A messenger from other lands,
A beacon to hope and love.
Will she mock the mounting sea,
Strong in her oaken timbers,
And her white sail’s bravery.
Warm hearts upon her deck;
Those hearts, like her, are mouldering now,
The victims, and the wreck
Each vestige of all we love;
The wanderers, home returning,
Who gazed that deck above,
Their loved ones on that shore,
Are gone, and the place that knew them
Shall know them nevermore.