"Not a light visible. Not a man above the deck."-From a correspondent's description.
HAIL and farewell,
Ships that pass to the sea!
Hail and a long farewell,
Soldiers of destiny!
Not with rolling of drums,
Not with music and songs,
Not with laughter and weeping,
Or cheering of passionate throngs;
But silently, as is fitting,
Gray ghosts passing from sight;
Great ships like sea-gulls flitting
Against the curtain of night.