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Läsebok. X:o 93.
»Then launched they to the blast,
Bent like a reed each mast,
Yet we were gaining fast,
When the wind failed us;
And with a sudden flaw
Came round the gustv Skaw,
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So that our foe we saw
Laugh as he hailed us.
»And as to catch the gale,
Round veered the flapping sail;
Death! was the helmsman’s hail,
Death without quarter!
Mid-sllips with iron keel
Struck we her ribs of steel;
Down her black hulk did reel
Through the black water!
»As with his wings aslant
Sails the fierce cormorant,
Seeking some rocky haunt,
With his prey laden,
So toward the open main,
Beating to sea again,
Through the wild hurricane,
Bore I the maiden.
»Three weeks we westward bore,
And when the storm was o’er,
Cloud-like we saw the shore
Stretching to leeward ;
There for my lady’s bower
Built I the lofty tower,
Which to this very hour,
Stands looking seaward.
»There lived we manv vears;
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Time dried the maiden’s tears;
She had forgot her fears,
She was a mother;
Death closed her mild blue eyes,
Under that tower she lies;
Ne’er shall the sun arise
On such another!
»Still grew my bosom then,
Still as a stagnant fen!
Hateful to me were men,
The sunlight hateful!
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