re free,

    _her_ locks are yellow as gold:

    e as leprosy,

    And shan he;

    ill air cold.

    the naked hulk alongside came

    And twain were playing dice;

    quot;t;

    Quotled thrice.

    A gust of erte up behind

    And hro his bones;

    th

    les and half-groans.

    ithe Sea

    Off darts tre-ship;

    ern bar

    t Star

    Almost atips.

    One after one by the horned Moon

    (Listen, O Stranger! to me)

    Eacurnd ly pang

    And cursd me h his ee.

    Four times ?fty living men,

    ith never a sigh or groan,

    ithump, a lifeless lump

    they droppd down one by one.

    their bodies ?y,--

    to bliss or woe;

    And every soul it passd me by,

    Like the whiz of my Cross-bow.