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 They saw'd it in planks, and its bark they did strip, And with this tree and others they made a good ship. The ship, it was launch'd; but in sight of the land Such a storm there did rise as no ship could withstand. It bulg'd on a rock, and the waves rush'd in fast: The old raven flew round and round, and caw'd to the blast.

He heard the last shriek of the perishing souls— See! see! o'er the topmast the mad water rolls! Right glad was the raven, and off he went fleet, And Death riding home on a cloud he did meet, And he thank'd him again and again for this treat: They had taken his all, and revenge was sweet! We must not think so; but forget and forgive, And what Heaven gives life to, we'll still let it live!