LESSON 18 THE INCHCAPE ROCK
THE INCHCAPE ROCK
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea;
The ship was as still as she could be;
Her sails from heaven received no motion;
Her keel ［1］ was steady in the ocean.
Without either sign or sound of their shock ［2］
The waves flowed over the Inchcape Rock;
So little they rose, so little they fell,
They did not move the Incheape Bell.
The holy Abbot ［3］ of Aberbrothok
Had placed that bell on the Inchcape Rock;
On a buoy ［4］ in the storm it floated and swung,
And over the waves its warning rung.
When the rock was hid by the surge ［5］ 's swell,
The mariners heard the warning bell;
And then they knew the perilous rock;
And bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok.
The sun in heaven was shining gay,
All things were joyful on that day;
The sea-birds screamed as they wheeled round,
And there was joyance ［6］ in their sound.
The buoy of the Inchcape bell was seen,
A darker speck on the ocean green;
Sir Ralph the Rover walked his deck,
And he fixed his eye on the darker speck.
He felt the cheering power of Spring;
It made him whistle, it made him sing;
His heart was mirthful to excess;
But the Rover's mirth was wickedness.
His eye was on the Inchcape float.
Quoth he, "My men, put out the boat,
And row me to the Inchcape Rock,
And I'll plague ［7］ the Abbot of Aberbrothok."
The boat is lowered, the boatmen row,
And to the Inchcape Rock they go;
Sir Ralph bent over from the boat,
And he cut the bell from the Inchcape float.
Down sunk the bell with a gurgling sound,
The bubbles rose and burst around.
Quoth Sir Ralph, "The next who comes to the Rock
Won't bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok."
Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away,
He scoured the seas for many a day;
And now, grown rich with plundered store,
He steers his course for Scotland's shore.
So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky,
They cannot see the sun on high;
The wind hath blown a gale all day,
At evening it hath died away.
On the deck the Rover takes his stand;
So dark it is they see no land.
Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon,
For there is the dawn of the rising moon."
Canst hear, said one, "the breakers' roar?
For methinks we should be near the shore."
Now where we are I cannot tell; But I wish I could hear the Inchape Bell.
They hear no sound, the swell is strong;
Though the wind hath fallen they drift along,
Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock—
Ah woe! it is the Inchcape Rock!
Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair;
He cursed himself in his despair.
The waves rush in on every side;
The ship is sinking beneath the tide.
—ROBERT SOUTHEY
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［1 ］ keel: The bottom of the ship.
［2 ］ shock: Blow, violent striking against.
［3 ］ abbot: The head of an abbey or monastery.
［4 ］ buoy: Floating mark to warn ships.
［5 ］ surge: Swell of a wave.
［6 ］ joyance: Joy, delight.
［7 ］ plague: Vex, worry, call evil upon.
