The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 2


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I never before knew her to wear. She lit up every thing about us with  
the greatest distinctness--but, oh God, what a scene it was to light up!  
"I now made one or two attempts to speak to my brother--but, in some  
manner which I could not understand, the din had so increased that I  
could not make him hear a single word, although I screamed at the top  
of my voice in his ear. Presently he shook his head, looking as pale as  
death, and held up one of his finger, as if to say 'listen! '  
"At first I could not make out what he meant--but soon a hideous thought  
flashed upon me. I dragged my watch from its fob. It was not going. I  
glanced at its face by the moonlight, and then burst into tears as I  
flung it far away into the ocean. It had run down at seven o'clock!  
We were behind the time of the slack, and the whirl of the Ström was in  
full fury!  
"When a boat is well built, properly trimmed, and not deep laden, the  
waves in a strong gale, when she is going large, seem always to slip  
from beneath her--which appears very strange to a landsman--and this is  
what is called riding, in sea phrase. Well, so far we had ridden the  
swells very cleverly; but presently a gigantic sea happened to take us  
right under the counter, and bore us with it as it rose--up--up--as  
if into the sky. I would not have believed that any wave could rise so  
high. And then down we came with a sweep, a slide, and a plunge,  
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