A mighty wind, like a leviathan,
Ploughed through the brine, and from these solitudes
Sent Silence frightened.


Atlantic Monthly (June 1860)


A mighty wind, like a leviathan, Ploughed through the brine, and from these solitudes Sent Silence frightened.

A mighty wind, like a leviathan, Ploughed through the brine, and from these solitudes Sent Silence frightened.

A mighty wind, like a leviathan, Ploughed through the brine, and from these solitudes Sent Silence frightened.

A mighty wind, like a leviathan, Ploughed through the brine, and from these solitudes Sent Silence frightened.