THE ship was wreck'd, and struggling with the Ocean's angry tide, To a broken spar were clinging wife and husband, side by side; Said he, "This awful moment, love, our last may chance to be, Have you always, dearest, always been a faithful wife to me?" "Ah! what," quoth she, "our fate may be, we neither of us know, But that secret, sink or swim, love, to the grave with me must go." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 3. TEESTAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE WILLING MISTRESS by APHRA BEHN EPISTLE TO JOHN LAPRAIK, AN OLD SCOTTISH BARD by ROBERT BURNS FRAGMENT, ON THE BACK OF THE POET'S MS. OF CANTO I OF 'DON JUAN' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE SHIP STARTING by WALT WHITMAN |