ids a boat from the bri

her are tangled and wou

ve wasted soon, As it h

oon. Hurry, now with th

to the lines and the tr

foamy tops of the waves

reefs, and through the

many a lurch and leap,

scarce can keep! No! th

at least, And to its p

for the shore! But ste

uivering lines; now sl

round stands the pityi

nd a nightmare seems t

ngs on all, Save for the

ut on a sudden thrills

s unheard despair, a de

sways and swings, Sport

to which