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But when the fog cleared off, they justify the same, and thus make themselves accomplices in the crime.Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
The glorious Sun uprist:
Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist.
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.
The fair breeze continues; the ship enters the Pacific Ocean, and sails northward, even till it reaches the Line.The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow[1] stream'd off free:
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.
The ship hath been suddenly becalmed.Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,
'Twas sad as sad could be;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea!
- ↑ In the former edition the line was,
The furrow follow'd free;
but I had not been long on board a ship, before I perceived that this was the image as seen by a spectator from the shore, or from another vessel. From the ship itself the Wake appears like a brook flowing off from the stern.
