Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Ballad Poems

A fleet with flags arrayed
Sailed from the port of Brest,
And the Admiral's ship displayed
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The jolly skipper paused awhile,
And then again began;
'There is a Spectre Ship,' quoth he,
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And now along the horizon's edge
Mountains of cloud uprose,
Black as with forests underneath,
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The cabin windows have grown blank
As eyeballs of the dead;
No more the glancing sunbeams burn
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At Stralsund, by the Baltic Sea,
Within the sandy bar,
At sunset of a summer's day,
Ready for sea, at anchor lay
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