I READ in Dante how that horned light,
Which hid Ulysses, waved itself and said :
'Following the sun, we set our vessel's head
To the great main; pass'd Seville on the right
'And Ceuta on the left; then southward sped.
At last in air, far off, dim rose a Height.
We cheer'd; but from it rush'd a blast of might,
And struck—and o'er us the sea-waters spread.'
I dropp'd the book, and of my child I thought
In his long black ship speeding night and day
O'er those same seas; dark Teneriffe rose, fraught
With omen; ‘Oh! were that Mount pass'd,' I say.
Then the door opens and this card is brought:
'Reach'd Cape Verde Islands, "Lusitania.”