Sleet! And Hail! And Thunder! And Ye Winds That Rave, Till The Sands Thereunder Tinge The Sullen Wave - Winds, That Like A Demon, Howl With Horrid Note Round The Toiling Seaman, In His Tossing Boat - From His Humble Dwelling, On The Shingly Shore, Where The Billows Swelling, Keep Such Hollow Roar - From That Weeping Woman, Seeking With Her Cries Succor Superhuman From The Frowning Skies - From The Urchin Pining For His Father'S Knee - From The Lattice Shining - Drive Him Out To Sea! Let Broad Leagues Dissever Him From Yonder Foam - Oh, God! To Think Man Ever Comes Too Near His Home!