Off Rough Point

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h2> OFF ROUGH POINT. </h2> <p> We sat at twilight nigh the sea,<br/> The fog hung gray and weird.<br/> Through the thick film uncannily<br/> The broken moon appeared.<br/></p> <p> We heard the billows crack and plunge,<br/> We saw nor waves nor ships.<br/> Earth sucked the vapors like a sponge,<br/> The salt spray wet our lips.<br/></p> <p> Closer the woof of white mist drew,<br/> Before, behind, beside.<br/> How could that phantom moon break through,<br/> Above that shrouded tide?<br/></p> <p> The roaring waters filled the ear,<br/> A white blank foiled the sight.<br/> Close-gathering shadows near, more near,<br/> Brought the blind, awful night.<br/></p> <p> O friends who passed unseen, unknown!<br/> O dashing, troubled sea!<br/> Still stand we on a rock alone,<br/> Walled round by mystery.<br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />