Off Cape Colonna


Aloof they crown the foreland lone,
  From aloft they loftier rise—
Fair columns, in the aureole rolled
  From sunned Greek seas and skies.
They wax, sublimed to fancy's view,
A god-like group against the blue.
Over much like gods! Serene they saw
  The wolf-waves board the deck,
And headlong hull of Falconer,
  And many a deadlier wreck.


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