The Wreckers, an 1856 poem

Here’s another shipwreck-themed poem culled from the archives. These four stanzas were published by Auburn, New York’s Cayuga Chief on July 8, 1856. It originally appeared in the Utica Teetotaler.

The Wreckers

A gallant ship was seen on the sea–

The sea was beating the breakers–

Her masts were split, her sails were torn;

And this was seen by the “wreckers”


‘Twas coming night when those brave hearts saw

That feeble ship on the ocean;

Each swore to save, and smote his breast

As proof of his devotion.


In darkness soon their craft was lost,

For night had spread her shadows,

And all that was seen was a phantom sail,

And all that was heard was the billows.


A long, long night ere morning came

Then slowly up the river

Floated the ship, with gallant crew,

But the wrecker was gone–was gone–forever.



Filed under Dissertation Digest, Notes from the Field, Shipwreck culture, Shipwreck Kitsch

2 responses to “The Wreckers, an 1856 poem

  1. Off topic I know and maybe you’ve already seen it but for all its worth see this link:

    Cruise ship ran aground in Italy. So far there are 3 dead and 69 missing.

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