Lusitania by Matthew Arnold — Read

I read in Dante how that horned light, / Which hid Ulysses, waved itself and said: / "Following the sun, we set our vessel's head / To the great main; pass'd Seville on the right / "And Ceuta on the left; then southward sped.

And last in air, far off, dim rose a Height.

We cheer'd; but from it rush'd a blast of might, / And struck -- and o'er us the sea-waters spread."

I dropp'd the book, and of my child I thought / In his long black ship speeding night and day / O'er those same seas; dark Teneriffe rose, fraught / With omen; "Oh! were that Mount pass'd," I say.

Then the door opens and this card is brought: / "Reach'd Cape Verde Islands, Lusitania. "