Classic Poem

The waves had whelmed the venturous bark,
And dashed the shipwrecked seaman to the shore;
He turned himself, impatient at the roar,
And cried, " Perfidious Sea!
Why didst thou lure me, smiling tranquilly,
To such a fate, so desolate and dark? "
The Ocean-god awoke, and frowning said:
" Hurl not thy vain reproaches at my head;
My waters calmly ebb and flow,
Till the land-warring tempests break their rest,
Go! to the storm-winds be thy plaints addressed,
Go! to the whirlwind, go! "