The Convergence Of The Twain ( Lines on the loss of the Titanic) By Thomas Hardy

The Convergence of the Twain (Lines on the loss of the Titanic) Thomas Hardy, 18401928 I In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she. II Steel chambers, late the pyres Of her salamandrine fires, Cold currents thrid, and turn to rhythmic tidal lyres. III Over the mirrors meant To glass the opulent The seaworm crawlsgrotesque, slimed, dumb, indifferent. IV Jewels in joy desig