Fate sits on these dark battlements and frowns,And as the portal opens to receive me,A voice in hollow murmurs through the courtsTells of a nameless deed. Attributed
But hark! what shriek of death comes in the gale,And in the distant ray what glimmering sailBends to the storm?—Now sinks the note of fear!Ah? wretched mariners!—no more shall dayUnclose his cheering eye to light ye on your way! Attributed