SHIPWRECK. Ann Radcliffe (née Ward) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Radcliffe, Ann Ward, 1764-1823. The Poems of Mrs. Ann Radcliffe. London printed by and for J. Smith, Princes Street 1816 p. 87. 118p. [Radcliffe's poems only, pp. 1-95]

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SHIPWRECK . 'Tis solemn midnight ! On this lonely steep , Beneath this watch-tow'r's desolated wall , Where mystic shapes the wanderer appal , I rest ; and view below the desert deep . As through tempestuous clouds the moon's cold light Gleams on the wave . Viewless , the winds of night With loud mysterious force the billows sweep , And sullen roar the surges far below . In the still pauses of the gust I hear The voice of spirits , rising sweet and slow , And oft among the clouds their forms appear . But hark ! what shriek of death comes in the gale And in the distant ray what glimmering sail Bends to the storm ? — Now sinks the note of fear ! Ah ! wretched mariners ! no more shall day Unclose his cheering eye to light you on your way !