THE CARIB SEA
But they never had known the kiss of man,
Nor had looked on the peopled main,
Nor heard of the old man Atlas,
Who holds the unknown seas,
And the golden fruit that is guarded well
By the young Hesperides.
IV
Who steers by Castle Island Light
May hear the seamen tell
How one, the mate, alone was saved
From the wreck of the "Claribel;"
And how for months he tarried
With the keeper on the isle,
And for each of the blue-eyed daughters
Had ever a word or a smile.
Between the two that loved him
He lightly made his choice,
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