the shadow of death ? I looked over the bow for an
answer ; and, behold ! the pinnace was dismantled ;
the revel and the revellers were found no more ; the
glory of the vintage was dust ; and the forest was left
without a witness to its beauty upon the seas. ' But
where,' and I turned to our own crew — ' where are
the lovely women that danced beneath the awning of
flowers and clustering corymbi ? Whither have fled
the noble young men that danced with them ? ' An-
swer there was none. But suddenly the man at the
mast-he_ad, whose countenance darkened with alarm,
cried out — ' Sail on the weather beam ! Down she
comes upon us : in seventy seconds she will founder.'

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