Stories
27th November 1908
Many people were present to watch the Noah's stranding. To see the eight sailors rescued at the last minute was a powerful experience. Ole Olsen seems to have been amongst those on the beach, and he turned his experience into a poem that was published in the Lemvig Folkeblad on 15/12/1908. Here is an excerpt:
An old sailor did here come out
to sail the North Sea waters,
for two days every cloth was torn
the third was for the stranding.
It beached at Ferring and it was clear
if help was not swift,
the waves would take them
the ship, it creaked.
On the hull, the crew stood
fearfully, they watched the boat,
as the seas broke above them
with thunder and roaring and froth.
A mast falls and one cannot conceal,
the other will promptly follow.
Yes, death for those our sailors looms,
on land, the crowd grows anxious.
But the lifeboat is near the wreck
- today, it answers its name -
yet wreckage makes its journey hard,
it would have liked to do without it.
Yet, it came so far, a line could reach,
it is cast and we see where the crewmen stand,
their icy limbs are set in motion,
the stranding they will never forget.
They now take the line and bind it tight
around the waist of the weakest
He leaps in the water and is hauled in haste
into the boat and back again
Now the line is thrown, a new man appears,
he jumps and is hauled into the boat with strength,
and so it goes until the last,
we see them snatched from the jaws of death.
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