Nor, cruel as it seem'd, could he Their haste himself condemn, Aware that flight, in such a sea, Alone could rescue them; Yet bitter felt it still to die Deserted, and his friends so nigh. He long survives, who lives an hour In ocean, self-upheld; And...
Fair Play, Or, The Test of the Lone Isle - Page 299
by Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte Southworth - 1868 - 670 pages
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