108 Plagiarisms of Lord Byron defected. [Sept. 1, 
Then he himself sunk down all dumb and 
shivering', 
And g'ave no signs of life, save his limbs 
quivering. 
94. 
About this time a beautiful white bird, 
Web-footed, not unlike a dove in size 
And plumage, (probably it might have err’d 
Upon its course) pass’d off before their eyes, 
And tried to perch, although it saw and 
heard a 
The men within the boat, and in this guise 
It came and went, and flitter'd round them 
till * 
Nightfell: this seem'd a belter omen still. 
96. 
“ Some fancied they saw land,” and some 
said “ No!” 
Tiie frequent fog-banhs gave them cause to 
doubt — 
Some swore that they heard breakers, others 
guns , 
And all mistook about the latter once. 
97. 
As morning broke, the light wind died 
away, 
When he who had the watch sung out, and 
swore 
If Aw as not land that rose with the sun's 
ray , 
He wish'd that land he never might see 
more ; 
And the rest rubb’d their eyes, and saw a 
bay, 
Or thought they saw, and shap'd their 
course for shore; 
For shore it was, and gradually grew* 
Distinct, and high, and palpable to view. 
98. 
And then of these some part burst into 
tears, 
And others looking with a stupid stare, 
Could not yet separate their hopes from 
fears, 
And seem’d as if they had no further care 3 
While a few pray’d (the first time for 
some years)— 
And at the bottom of the boat there were 
Asleep ; they shook them by the hand and 
head, 
And tried to awaken them, but found them 
dead. 
99. 
The day before, fast sleeping on the 
water, 
They found a turtle of the hawksbill kind, 
And by good fortune, gliding softly, caught 
her, 
Which yielded a day’s life. 
104. 
The shore look’d wild, without a trace of 
man, 
And girt by formidable waves 3 but they 
Were mad for land, and thus their course 
they ran, 
Tho’ right co-head theroaring breakers lay; 
two days longer, as we judged, from the 
quivering of his limbs, when a wave broke 
over him. Narrative of the Juno. 
94. 
About this time , a beautiful white bird , 
web-footed, and not unlike a dove in size 
dud plumage, hovered over the mast-head 
of the cutter, and notwithstanding the 
pitching of the boat, frequently attempted 
to perch on it, and continued fluttering 
there until dark. Trifling as this iucident 
may appear, ive considered it a propitious 
omen. 
Loss of the Lady Hobart packet. 
96. 
I found it necessary to caution the peo¬ 
ple against being deceived by the appear¬ 
ance of land, or calling out till they were 
convinced of the reality, more especially 
as fog banks are often mistaken for land. 
Several of the poor fellows nevertheless re¬ 
peatedly exclaimed they heard breakers , 
and some the firing of guns. ib. 
97. 
At length one of them broke into an im¬ 
moderate swearing fit of joy, which I could 
not restrain, and declared that he had never 
seen land in his life, if what he now saw 
was not so. We immediately shaped our 
course for it, and in about tico hours, the 
land was plainly seen by every one. 
Loss of Centaur man of war. 
98. 
The joy at a speedy relief affected us all 
in a most remarkable way. Many burst into 
tears ; some looked at each other with a 
stupid stare, &s if doubtful of the reality of 
what they saw., while several w'ere in such 
a lethargic condition, that 110 consolation, 
no animating words, could rouse them to 
exertion. At this affecting period, I pro¬ 
posed offering up our solemn thanks, to 
Heaven for the miraculous deliverance. 
Every one cheerfully assented. I opened 
my prayer book. 
Loss of Lady Hobart packet. 
99. 
After h aving suffered the horrors of hun¬ 
ger and thirst for some days, they provi¬ 
dentially took a small turtle whilst footing 
asleep on the surface of the ivater. 
Narrative of the ship Thomas, of Liverpool. 
104. 
They discovered land right a-head, and 
steered for it, and ran close in for the shore. 
There being a very heavy surf, they en¬ 
deavoured to turn the boat’s head to it, 
which, from weakness, they were unable to 
complete 
