Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.
III. The SteamboatSir John Hanmer (18091881)
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With joy or hope or sorrow long have sped;
Since first he voyaged whom the Colchian wed,
Bearing lone ships o’er many a salt degree;
A voice came thence, where ye were wont to be,
A strange and serpent utterance; high o’erhead
Trailed its dark breath; and with Ixion’s tread
A keel passed by, mocking the stormy lee.
Into the rack, far lessening, on it went,
As once that antique lover of the cloud;
While ye to veering winds were bowed and bent;
And Ocean roared with his great voice aloud,
Lashing his waves ’gainst isle and continent,
Vexed with the wake that wheel-borne ship had ploughed.