Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(5 November 1850 - 30 October 1919 / Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin)

A Marine Etching


A yacht from its harbour ropes pulled free,
And leaped like a steed o’er the race track blue,
Then up behind her, the dust of the sea,
A gray fog, drifted, and hid her from view.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 03, 2003

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  • John Brothers (7/14/2009 8:35:00 AM)

    This is quite a visual image for any sailor...I continue to be impressed by Ms. Wilcox's range-what a treasure she must have been.. (Report) Reply

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