Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Norman Davey . " Oh ! the putrid , poison - stenches from the blistered , blood - stained benches , As the sun - ray warps and wrenches where the rotting planks recede ; And , where gaping wide each notch is, swiftly through the silent watches In unsightly purple blotches creeps the cold Sargasso weed . “ Oh ! the everlasting screaming of the carrion sea birds teeming Round about the wreckage - gleaming in the sunset galaxy ; Wheeling out in noisy batches from the crazy , gaping hatches Over all the seed - weed patches staining the Sargasso Sea . “ Through the night the moonbeams flash on forms that rise in ghostly fashion , Praying with unearthly passion to the Gods to intercede : Raising in the moonlight glory faces , hideous and hoary ; Wailing the unchanging story over the Sargasso weed .