high

Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon—' 🔊

And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald. 🔊

An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; 🔊

Like waters shot from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide. 🔊

Fly, brother, fly! more high, more high! Or we shall be belated: 🔊

'Twas night, calm night, the moon was high; The dead men stood together. 🔊

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