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Though round him perils grew in sell array, They sound the well,* and, terrible to hear ! And fates and furies stood to bar his way;

Five feet immersed along the line appear.
Not more adventurous was the attempt, to move At either pump they ply the clanking brake,t
The powers of hell with strains of heavenly love, And turn by turn th' ungrateful office take.
Than mine, to bid the unwilling Muse explore Rodmond, Arion, and Palemon here,
The wilderness of rude mechanic lore.

At this sad task, all diligent appear.
Such toil th' unwearied Dædalus endured, As some fair castle, shook by rude alarms,
When in the Cretan labyrinth immured ;

Opposes long th' approach of hostile arms;
Till Art her salutary help bestow'd,

Grim war around her plants his black array, To guide him through that intricate abode. And death and sorrow mark his horrid way; Thus long entangled in a thorny way,

Till, in some destined hour, against her wall That never heard the sweet Piërian lay.

In tenfold rage the fatal thunders fall : The Muse that tuned to barbarous sounds her The ramparts crack, the solid bulwarks rend, string,

And hostile troops the shatter'd breach ascend. Now spreads, like Dædalus, a bolder wing; Her valiant inmates still the foe retard, The verse begins in softer strains to flow,

Resolved till death their sacred charge to guard. Replete with sad variety of wo.

So the brave mariners their pumps attend, As yet, amid this elemental war,

And help, incessant, by rotation lend ; That scatters desolation from afar,

But all in vain,-for now the sounding cord, Nor toil, nor hazard, nor distress appear

Updrawn, an undiminish'd depth explored. To sink the seamen with unmanly fear.

Nor this severe distress is found alone; Though their firm hearts no pageant honour boast, The ribs, oppress’d by ponderous cannon, groan; They scorn the wretch that trembles in his post; Deep rolling from the watery volume's height, Who from the face of danger strives to turn, The tortured sides seem bursting with their weight Indignant from the social hour they spurn. So reels Pelorus with convulsive throes, Though now full oft they felt the raging tide When in his veins the burning earthquake glows; In proud rebellion climb the vessel's side,

Hoarse through his entrails roars th' infernal flame, No future ills unknown their souls appal ; And central thunders rend his groaning frame.They know no danger, or they scorn it all!

Accumulated mischiefs thus arise, But e'en the generous spirits of the brave,

And Fate, vindictive, all their skill defies. Subdued by toil, a friendly respite crave :

One only remedy the season gave; A short repose alone their thoughts implore,

To plunge the nerves of battle in the wave : Their harass'd powers by slumber to restore. From their high platforms, thus, th’artillery thrown,

Far other cares the master's mind employ ; Eased of their load, the timbers less shall groan: Approaching perils all his hopes destroy.

But arduous is the task their lot requires ; In vain he spreads the graduated chart,

A task that hovering fate alone inspires : And bounds the distance by the rules of art ; For while intent the yawning decks to ease, In vain athwart the mimic seas expands

That ever and anon are drench'd with seas, The compasses to circumjacent lands.

Some fatal billow with recoiling sweep, Ungrateful task! for no asylum traced

May hurl the helpless wretches in the deep. A passage open'd from the watery waste :

No season this for counsel or delay! Fate seem'd to guard, with adamantine mound,

Too soon th' eventful moments haste away! The path to every friendly port around.

Here perseverance, with each help of art, While Albert thus, with secret doubts dismay'd, Must join the boldest efforts of the heart; The geometric distances survey'd,

These only now their misery can relieve; On deck the watchful Rodmond cries aloud,

These only now a dawn of safety give! Secure your lives! grasp every man a shroud !"

While o'er the quivering deck, from van to rear, Roused from his trance, he mounts with eyes Broad surges roll in terrible career, aghast;

Rodmond, Arion, and a chosen crew, When o'er the ship, in undulation vast,

This office in the face of death pursue ; A giant surge down rushes from on high,

The wheeld artillery o'er the deck to guide, And fore and aft dissever'd ruins lie.

Rodmond descending claim'd the weather side : As when, Britannia's empire to maintain,

Fearless of heart the chief his orders gave, Great Hawke descends in thunder on the main,

Fronting the rude assaults of every wave. (deep, Around the brazen voice of battle roars,

Like some strong watch-tower, nodding o'er the
And fatal lightnings blast the hostile shores ; Whose rocky base the foaming waters sweep,
Beneath the storm their shatter'd navies groan, Untamed he stood; the stern aërial war
The trembling deep recoils from zone to zone : Had marked his honest face with many a scar.-
Thus the torn vessel felt th' enormous stroke:

Meanwhile Arion, traversing the waist, f
The boats beneath the thundering deluge broke,
Forth started from their planks the bursting rings,
Th' extended cordage all asunder springs ;

• The well is an apartment in the ship's hold, serving The pilot's fair machinery strews the deck, to enclose the pumps. It is sounded by dropping a meaAnd cards and needles swim in floating wreck.

sured iron rod down into it by a long line. Hence the in.

crease or diminution of the leaks are easily discovered. The balanced mizen, rending to the head,

+ The brake is the lever or handle of the pump, by In streaming ruins from the margin fled,

which it is wrought. The sides convulsive shook on groaning beams,

1 The waist of a ship of this kind is a hollow space, And, rent with labour, yawn'd the pitchy seams ; about five feet in depth, between the elevations of the

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The cordage of the leeward-guns unbraced, As fatal still appears, that danger o'er,
And pointed crows beneath the metal placed. The steep St. George, and rocky Gardalor.
Watching the roll, their forelocks they withdrew, With him the pilots, of their hopeless state
And from their beds the reeling cannon threw : In mournful consultation now debate.
Then from the windward battlements unbound, Not more perplexing doubts her chiefs appal,
Rodmond's associates wheel'd th' artillery round; When some proud city verges to her fall ;
Pointed with iron fangs, their bars beguile While Ruin glares around, and pale Affright
The ponderous arms across the steep defile ; Convenes her councils in the dead of night,
Then, hurl'd from sounding hinges o'er the side, No blazon'd trophies o'er their concave spread,
Thundering they plunge into the flashing tide. Nor storied pillars raised alost their head :

The ship, thus eased, some little respite finds But here the Queen of shade around them threw
In this rude conflict of the seas and winds. Her dragon wing, disastrous to the view!
Such ease Alcides felt, when, clogg'd with gore, Dire was the scene, with whirlwind, hail, and shower;
Th' envenomed mantle from his side he tore; Black Melancholy ruled the fearful hour!
When, stung with burning pain, he strove too late Beneath tremendous rollid the flashing tide,
To stop the swift career of cruel fate.

Where Fate on every billow seem'd to ride-
Yet then his heart one ray of hope procured, Enclosed with ills, by peril unsubdued,
Sad harbinger of sevenfold pangs endured! Great in distress the master-seaman stood :
Such, and so short the pause of wo she found! Skill'd to command ; deliberate to advise ;
Cimmerian darkness shades the deep around, Expert in action; and in council wise ;
Save when the lightnings, gleaming on the sight, Thus to his partners, by the crew unheard,
Flash through the gloom, a pale disastrous light. The dictates of his soul the chief referr'd.
Above, all ether, fraught with scenes of wo, “Ye faithful mates, who all my troubles share,
With grim destruction threatens all below. Approved companions of your master's care!
Beneath, the storm-lash'd surges furious rise, To you, alas ! 'twere fruitless now to tell
And wave uprollid on wave, assails the skies; · Our sad distress, already known too well!
With ever-floating bulwarks they surround This morn with favouring gales the port we left,
The ship, half-swallow'd in the black profound! Though now of every flattering hope bereft:
With ceaseless hazard and fatigue opprest, No skill nor long experience could forecast
Dismay and anguish every heart possest!

Th' unseen approach of this destructive blast, For, while with boundless inundation o'er

These seas, where storms at various seasons blow, The sea-beat ship th' involving waters roar, No reigning winds nor certain omens know. Displaced beneath by her capacious womb, The hour, the occasion all your skill demands; They rage their ancient station to resume; A leaky ship, embay'd by dangerous lands. By secret ambushes their force to prove,

Our bark no transient jeopardy surrounds;
Through many a winding channel first they rove; Groaning she lies beneath unnumber'd wounds :
Till, gathering fury, like the fever'd blood, 'Tis ours the doubtful remedy to find,
Through her dark veins they roll a rapid food. To shun the fury of the seas and wind ;
While unrelenting thus the leaks they found, For in this hollow swell, with labour sore,
The pump with ever-clanking strokes resound, Her flank can bear the bursting floods no more :
Around each leaping valve, by toil subdued, Yet this or other ills she must endure;
The tough bull hide must ever be renew'd. A dire disease, and desperate is the cure!
Their sinking hearts unusual horrors chill: Thus two expedients offer'd to your choice,
And down their weary limbs thick dews distil. Alone require your counsel and your voice,
No ray of light their dying hope redeems! These only in our power are left to try ;
Pregnant with some new wo each moment teems. To perish bere or from the storm to fly,

Again the chief th' instructive draught extends, The doubtful balance in my judgment cast,
And o'er the figured plain attentive bends : For various reasons I prefer the last.
To him the motion of each orb was known, "Tis true the vessel and her costly freight,
That wheels around the sun's refulgent throne: To me consign'd, my orders only wait;
But here alas! his science naught avails !

Yet, since the charge of every life is mine,
Art droops unequal, and experience fails.

To equal votes our counsels I resign. The different traverses, since twilight made, Forbid it, Heaven, that, in this dreadful hour He on the hydrographic circle laid ;

I claim the dangerous reins of purblind power! Then the broad angle of lee-way* explored, But should we now resolve to bear away, As swept across the graduated chord.

Our hopeless state can suffer no delay, Her place discovered by the rules of art,

Nor can we, thus bereft of every sail, Unusual terrors shook the master's heart;

Attempt to steer obliquely on the gale : When Falconera's rugged isle he found,

For then, if broaching sideward on the sea, Within her drift, with shelves and breakers bound Our dropsied ship may founder on the lee : - For, if on those destructive shallows tost,

No more obedient to the pilot's power, (vour." The helpless bark with all her crew are lost : Th' o'erwhelming wave may soon her frame de

He said ; the listening mates with fix'd regard quarter.deck and fore-castle, and having the upper deck And silent reverence his opinion heard. for its base, or platform.

Important was the question in debate, * The lee-way, or drift, which in this place are synony. | And o'er their councils hung impending Fate. mous terms, is the movement by which a ship is driven Rodmond, in many a scene of peril tried, sideways at the mercy of the wind and sea, when shc is deprived of the government of the sails and helm.

Had oft the master's happier skill descried,

Yet now, the hour, the scene, th’occasion known, “ With fix'd attention, pondering in my mind
Perhaps with equal right preferr'd his own The dark distresses on each side combined ;
Of long experience in the naval art,

While here we linger in the pass of Fate,
Blunt was his specch, and naked was his heart : I see no moment left for sad debate.
Alike to him each climate and each blast; For, some decision if we wish to form,
The first in danger, in retreat the last :

Ere yet our vessel sink beneath the storm,
Sagacious balancing th' opposed events,

Her shattered state, and yon desponding crew, From Albert his opinion thus dissente.

At once suggest what measures to pursue. “ Too true the perils of the present hour, The labouring hull already seems half-fill'd Where toils succeeding toils our strength o'er. With waters, through a hundred leaks distillid, power!

As in a dropsy, wallowing with her freight, Yet whither can we turn, what road pursue, Half-drown'd she lies, a dead inactive weight! With death before still opening on the view ? Thus drenched by every wave, her riven deck, Our bark, 'tis true, no shelter here can find, Stript and defenceless, floats a naked wreck; Sore shatter'd by the ruffian seas and wind; Her wounded flanks no longer can sustain Yet with what hope of refuge can we flee, These fell invasions of the bursting main : Chased by this tempest and outrageous sea ? At every pitch th' o'erwhelming billows bend, For while iis violence the tempest keeps, Beneath their load, the quivering bowsprit end. Berest of every sail we roam the deeps ;

A fearful warning ! since the masts on high At random driven, to present death we haste, On that support with trembling hope rely. And one short hour perhaps may be our last. At either pump our seamen pant for breath, In vain the Gulf of Corinth on our lee

In dark dismay anticipating death. Now opens to her ports a passage free;

Still all our powers th' increasing leaks defy: Since, if before the blast the vessel flies,

We sink at sea, no shore, no haven nigh. Fall in her track unnumber'd dangers rise. One dawn of hope yet breaks athwart the gloom; Here Falconera spreads her lurking snares ; To light and save us from the watery tomb; There distant Greece her rugged shelves prepares ; That bids us shun the death impending here ; Should once her bottom strike that rocky shore, Fly from the following blast, and shoreward steer The splitting bark that instant were no more ; • 'Tis urged indeed, the fury of the gale Nor she alone, but with her all the crew, Precludes the help of every guiding sail ; Beyond relief, were doom'd to perish too.

And, driven before it on the watery waste, Thus if to scud too rashly we consent,

To rocky shores and scenes of death we haste. Too late in fatal hour we may repent.

But haply Falconera we may shun: “ Then of our purpose this appears the scope, And far to Grecian coasts is yet the run: To weigh the danger with a doubtful hope, Less barass'd then, our scudding ship may bear Though sorely buffeted by every sea,

Th’ assaulting surge repell’d upon her rear. Our hull unbroken long may try a-lee,

E’en then the wearied storm as soon shall die, The crew, though harass'd long with toils severe, Or less torment the groaning pines on high. Still at their pumps perceive no hazards near. Should we at last be driven by dire decree Shall we, incautious then, the dangers tell, Too near the fatal margin of the sea, At once their courage and their hopes to quell! The hull digmasted there awhile may ride, Prudence forbids This southern tempest soon With lengthen'd cables on the raging tide. May change its quarter with the changing moon : Perhaps kind Heaven, with interposing power, Its rage though terrible may soon subside, May curb the tempest ere that dreadful hour. Nor into mountains lash th' unruly tide.

But here ingulf'd and foundering while we stay, These leaks shall then decrease : the sails once Fate hovers o'er, and marks us for her prey." more

He said ; Palemon saw, with grief of heart: Direct our course to some relieving shore." The storm prevailing o'er the pilot's art;

Thus while he spoke around from man to man, In silent ierror and distress involved, At either pump, a hollow murmur ran.

He heard their last alternative resolved. For while the vessel through unnumber'd chinks, High beat his bosom: with such fear subdued, Above, below, th' invading water drinks,

Beneath the gloom of some enchanted wood, Sounding her depth, they eyed the welted scale, Oft in old time the wandering swain explored And, lo! the leak o'er all their powers prevail, The midnight wizards breathing rites abhorrid: Yet in their post, by terrors unsubdued,

Trembling approach'd their incantations fell, They with redoubled force their task pursued. And, chill'd with horror, heard the songs of hell.

And now the senior pilots seem'd to wait Arion saw, with secret anguish moved, Arion's voice to close the dark debate.

The deep affliction of the friend he loved;
Though many a bitter storm, with peril fraught, And, all awake 10 Friendship’s genial heat,
In Neptune's school the wandering stripling His bosom felt consenting tumults beat.

Alas! no season this for tender love;
Not twice nine summers yet matured his thought. Far hence the music of the myrtle grove.
So oft he bled by Fortune's cruel dart,

With Comfort's soothing voice, from Hope derived, It fell at last innoxious on his heart.

Palemon's drooping spirit he revived, Ilis mind still shunning care with secret hate, For Consolation oft, with healing art, stient indolence resign'd to Fate.

Retunes the jarring numbers of the heart.the horrors that around him roll,

Now had the pilots all th' events revolved, s'd to action his rekindling sonl.

And on their final refuge thus resolved;

When, like the faithful shepherd, who beholds If once that slavish yoke your spirits quell,
Some prowling wolf approach his fleecy folds; Adieu to hope! to life itself farewell!
To the brave crew, whorn racking doubts perplex, “I know, among you some full oft have view'd,
The dreadful purpose Albert thus directs. With murdering weapons arm’d, a lawless brood,

“Unhappy partners in a wayward sate! On England's vile inhuman shore who stand,
Whose gallant spirits now are known too late ; The foul reproach and scandal of our land!
Ye! who unmoved behold this angry storm To rob the wanderers wreck'd upon the strand.
With terrors all the rolling deep deform; These, while their savage office they pursue,
Who, patient in adversity, still bear

Oft wound to death the helpless plunder'd crew,
The firmest front when greatest ills are near! Who 'scaped from every horror of the main,
The truth, though grievous, I must now reveal, Implored their mercy, but implored in vain.
That long, in vain, I purposed to conceal.

But dread not this!-a crime to Greece unknown Ingolf'd, all help of arts we vainly try,

Such blood-hounds all her circling shores disown. To weather leeward shores, alas! too nigh. Her sons, by barbarous tyranny opprest, Our crazy bark no longer can abide

Can share affliction with the wretch distrest : The seas that thunder o'er her batter'd side; Their hearts, by cruel fate inured to grief, And, while the leaks a fatal warning give, Oft to the friendless stranger yield relief.” That in this raging sea she cannot live,

With conscious horror struck, the naval band One only refuge from despair we find ;

Detested for a while their native land; At once to wear and scud before the wind.

| They cursed the sleeping vengeance of the laws, Perhaps e'en then to ruin we may steer;

That thus forgot her guardian sailors' cause. For broken shores beneath our lee appear; Meanwhile the master's voice again they heard, But that's remote, and instant death is here; Whom, as with filial duty, all revered. Yet there, by Heaven's assistance, we may gain “No more remains—but now a trusty band Some creek or inlet of the Grecian main; Must ever at the pump industrious stand: Or sheltered by some rock, at anchor ride, And while with us the rest attend to wear, Till with abating rage the blast subside.

Two skilful seamen to the helm repair!
" But, if determined by the will of Heaven, O Source of Life! our refuge and our stay!
Our helpless bark at last ashore is driven,

Whose voice the warring elements obey,
These counsels follow'd, from the watery grave On thy supreme assistance we rely;
Our floating sailors on the surf may save.

Thy mercy supplicate, if doom'd io die! * And first, let all our axes be secured,

Perhaps this storm is sent, with healing breath, To cut the masts and rigging from aboard. From neighbouring shores 10 scourge disease and Then to the quarters bind each plank and oar,

death! To float between the vessel and the shore.

"Tis ours on thine unerring laws to trust: The longest cordage, too, must be convey'd With thee, great Lord ! . Whatever is, is just."" On deck, and to the weather rails belay'd;

He said ; and with consenting reverence fraught So they, who haply reach alive the land,

The sailors join'd his prayer in silent thought. Th' extended lines may fasten on the strand, His intellectual eyes, serenely bright! Whene'er, loud thundering on the leeward shore, Saw distant objects with prophetic light. While yet aloof we hear the brenkers roar. Thus in a land, that lasting wars oppress, Thus for the terrible event prepared,

That groans beneath misfortune and distress ; Brace fore and aft to starboard every yard ; Whose wealth to conquering armies falls a prey, So shall our masts swim lighter on the wave, Her bulwarks sinking, as her troops decay ; And from the broken rocks our seamen save. Some bold sagacious statesman, from the helm, Then westward turn the stem, that every mast Sees desolation gathering o'er his realm: May shoreward fall, when from the vessel cast.- Ile darts around his penetrating eyes, When o'er her side once more the billows bound, Where dangers grow, and hostile unions rise ; Ascend the rigging till she strikes the ground : With deep attention marks th' invading toe, And when you hear aloft th' alarming shock Eludes their wiles, and frustrates overy blow : That strikes her bottom on some pointed rock, Tries his last art the toitering state to save, The boldest of our sailors must descend,

Or in its ruins finds a glorious grave. The dangerous business of the deck to tend ; Suill in the yawning trough the vessel reels, Then each, secured by some convenient cord, Ingulfa beneath two fluctuating hills : Should cut the shrouds and rigging from the board ; On either side they rise ; tremendous scene! Let the broad axes next assail each mast;

A long dark melancholy vale between.* And boorns, and oars, and rafts, to leeward cast. Thus, while the cordage stretch'd ashore may guide • That the reader, who is unacquainted with the ma. Our brave companions through the swelling tide, noeuvres of navigation, may conceive a clearer idea of a This floating lumber shall sustain them, o'er ship's state when trying, and of the change of her situ. The rocky shelves, in safety to the shore.

ation to that of scudding, I have quoted a part of the ex. But as your firmest succour, till the last,

planation of those articles as they appear in the "Dic. O cling securely on each faithful mast!

tionary of the Marine."

Trying is the situation in which a ship lies nearly in Though great the danger, and the task severe,

the trough or hollow of the sea in a tempest, particularly Yet bow not to the tyranny of fear!

wben it blows contrary to her course.

In trying as well as in scudding, the sails are always For an explanation of these maneuvres, the reader reduced in proportion to the increase of the storm; and is referred to the last note of this Canto.

in either state, if the storm is excessive, she may have The balanced ship, now forward, now behind, Brandish'd on high, it fell with dreadful sound; Still felt th' impression of the waves and wind, The tall mast, groaning, felt the deadly wound. And to the right and left by turns inclined; Deep gash'd with sores, the tottering structure But Albert from behind the balance drew,

rings! And on the prow its double efforts threw.- And crashing, thundering o'er the quarter swings. The order now was given to bear away;

Thus when some limb, convulsed with pangs of The order given the timoneers obey.

death, High o'er the bowsprit stretch'd the tortured sail, Imbibes the gangrene's pestilential breath! As on the rack, distends beneath the gale.

Th' experienced artist from the blood betrays But scarce the yielding prow its impulse knew, The latent venom, or its course delays: When in a thousand fitting shreds it few! But if th' infection triumphs o'er his art, Yet Albert new resources still prepares,

Tainting the vital stream that warms the heart, And, bridling grief, redoubles all his cares. Resolved at last, he quits th' unequal strise,

Away there! lower the mizen yard on deck!" Severs the member, and preserves the lise.
He calls, “and brace the foremost yards aback!"
His great example every bosom fires,

New life rekindles, and new hope inspires,
While to the helm unfaithful still she lies,

One desperate remedy at last he tries -

The design and influence of poetry. Applied to the Haste, with your weapons cut the shrouds and

subject. Wreck of the mizen-inast cleared away,

Ship veers before the wind. Her violent agitation. stay;

Different stations of the officers. Appearance of the And hew at once the mizen-mast away!"

island of Falconera. Excursion to the adjacent na. He said ; th' attentive sailors on each side

tions of Greece renowned in antiquity. Athens. So At his command the trembling cords divide.

crates. Plato. Aristides. Solon. Corinth. Sparta Fast by the fated pine bold Rodmond stands; Leonidas. Invasion of Xerxes. Lycurgus. Epami. Th' impatient axe hung gleaming in his hands;

nondas. Modern appearance. Arcadia; its former


all her sails furled : or be, according to the sea-phrase, as to receive the greatest exertion of the wind. See line under bare poles.

9 of preceding column. The fore part accordingly yields The intent of spreading a sail at this time, is to keep to this impulse, and is put in motion ; and this inotion the ship more steady, and to prevent her from rolling necessarily conspiring with that of the wind, pushes the violently by pressing her side down in the water ; and ship about as much as is requisite to produce the dealso to turn her head towards the source of the wind, so sired effect. that the shock of the seas may fall more obliquely on her But when the tempest is so violent as to preclude the Hank, than when she lies along the trough of the sea, or use of sails, the effort of the wind operates almost in the interval between two waves. While she lies in equally on the opposite end of the ship, because the this situation, the helm is fastened close to the lee side, to masts and yards situated near the head and stern serve prevent her, as much as possible, from falling to leeward. to counterbalance each other in receiving its impression. But as the ship is not then kept in equilibrio by the ope. The effect of the helm is also considerably diminished, ration of her sails, which at other times counterbalance because the head-way, which gives life and vigour to al fach other at the head and stern, she is inoved by a ils operations, is at this time feeble and ineffectual slow but continual vibration, which turns her head Hence it becomes necessary to destroy this equilibrium alternately to windward and to leeward, forming an angle which subsists between the masts and yards before and of 30 or 40 degrees in the interval. That part where behind, and 10 throw the balance forward to prepare for she stops in approaching the direction of the wind is veering. If this cannot be effected by the arrangement called her and the contrary excess of the of the yards on the masts, and it becomes absolutely angle to leeward is called her falling off.

necessary to veer, in order to save the ship from deVeering, or wearing, (sce line 55, 2d col. p. 23, and struction, (see line 20 of preceding column,) the mizenline 20, Ist col. 1.25 ;) as used in the present sense, may mast must be cut away, and even the main-mast, if she he defined, the movement by which a ship changes her still remains incapable of answering the helm by turning state from trying to that of scudding, or of running be- her prow to leeward. fore the direction of the wind and sea.

Scudding is that movement in navigation by which a It is an axiom in natural philosophy, that "every body ship is carried precipitately before a tempest. See line will persevere in a state of rest, or of moving uniformly 20, ist col. p. 25. in a right line, unless it be compelled to change its state As a ship flies with amazing rapidity through the wa. by forces impressed: and that the change of motion is ter whenever this expedient is put in practice, it is never proportional to the moving force impressed, and made attempted in a contrary wind, unless when her condition according to the right line in which that force acts." renders her incapable of sustaining the mutual effort of

llence it is easy to conceive how a ship is compelled the wind and waves any longer on her side, without being to turn into any direction by the force of the wind, act. exposed to the most imminent ing upon any part of her length in lines parallel to the A ship either scuds with a sail extended on her fore. plane of the horizon. Thus, in the act of veering, mast, or, is the storm is excessive, without any sail, which which is a necessary consequence of this invariable in the sea-phrase is called scudding under bare poles. principle, the object of the seamen is to reduce the The principal hazards incident to scudding are geneaction of the wind on the ship's hinder part, and to re- rally a sea striking a ship’s stern; the difficulty of steering, ceive its utmost exertion on her fore part, so that the lat. which perpetually exposes her to the danger of broach. ter may be pushed to leeward. This effect is either pro.; and the want of sufficient sea-room. A sea which duced by the operation of the sails, or by the impression strikes the stern violently may shatter it to pieces, by of the wind on the masts and yards. In the former case, which the ship must inevitably sounder. By broaching. the sails on the hind part of the ship are either furled or to suddenly, she is threatened with losing all her masts arranged nearly parallel to the direction of the wind, and sails, or being immediately overturned; and for which then glides ineffectually along their surfaces; at want of sea-room she is exposed to the dangers of being the saine time the foremast sails are spread abroad, so wrecked on a lee-shore.


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