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A WHITE mist drifts across the shrouds, / A wild moon in this wintry sky / Gleams like an angry lion's eye / Out of a mane of tawny clouds.
The muffled steersman at the wheel / Is but a shadow in the gloom; - / And in the throbbing engine-room / Leap the long rods of polished steel.
The shattered storm has left its trace / Upon this huge and heaving dome, / For the thin threads of yellow foam / Float on the waves like ravelled lace.