Almost upon the western wave When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun. D It seemeth him but the skeleton of a ship. And its ribs are seen as bars on the face of the setting Sun. The spectre-woman and her deathmate, and no other on board the skeletonship. "And straight the Sun was flecked with bars, As if through a dungeon grate he peered "Alas! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, "Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a Death? and are there two? "Her lips were red, her looks were free, Like vessel, like Her skin was as white as leprosy, crew! Death and Life- The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she, “The naked hulk alongside came, The game is done! I've, I've won!' Notwilight with "The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: in the courts of the Sun. At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark. |