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Bantry Bay

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On the eighteenth of October we lay in Bantry Bay,
All ready to set sail, with a fresh and steady gale:
A fortnight and nine days we in the harbour lay,
And no breeze ever reached us or strained a single sail.
Three ships of war had we, and the great guns loaded all;
But our ships were dead and beaten that had never feared a foe.
The winds becalmed around us cared for no cannon ball;
They locked us in the harbour and would not let us go.

On the nineteenth of October, by eleven of the clock,

The sky turned black as midnight and a sudden storm came on--
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Ratnakar Mandlik 11 May 2017

An awesome narrative of the catastrophe faced by the crew of the war ship.

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Upendra Upm 11 May 2017

And staggered like a mountain drunk, he is describing the ship in the storm.Beautiful and meticulous description. From a genius mind. How to describe is perhaps culturally determined.We, here in India , perhaps have never called a swinging ship as a drunk mountain.

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