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_And reports the derelict _Mary Pollock_ still at sea._ / SHIPPING NEWS.
I was the staunchest of our fleet / Till the sea rose beneath our feet / Unheralded, in hatred past all measure. / Into his pits he stamped my crew, / Buffeted, blinded, bound and threw, / Bidding me eyeless wait upon his pleasure.