The The Wreck Of The Medusa

The The Wreck of the Medusa In the moonlights phantasmal glow, I waken in a dream. Once to a greater extent upon the raft I stand, Upon the tempestuous sea. In my ears the moans and screams Of the dying ring, somewhere in the darkness The temptress softly sings The architects of our doom reasonably their tables sit, And in their thrones of power, Condemn those theyve fling adrift. Echoes down the city street, Their Harpies purge rings. Waiting for the curtain call, oblivious(predicate) in the wings.

Excerpt from the lyrics, The waken of the Medusa, By The Pogues The pickle of the Medusa, by Theodore Gericault, 1819, was speed by the catastrophic clash of the French frigate, The Medusa, on July 2, 1816, previous the west coast of Africa, during a voyage to Senagal. The ship ran aground(predicate) on the Arguin Reef, in calm seas. In an attempt to assert the lives of four hundred passengers aboard, the crew, soldiers, sailors and passengers built a raft, man the lifeboats and ...If you want to stop a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay

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