| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | The Old Parish Church, Whitby | | By Hardwicke Drummond Rawnsley (1851–1920) |
| | | WE climb’d the steep where headless Edwin lies— | |
| The king who struck for Christ, and striking fell; | |
| Beyond the harbour, toll’d the beacon bell; | |
| Saint Mary’s peal sent down her glad replies; | |
| So entered we the Church: white galleries, | 5 |
| Cross-stanchions, frequent stairs, dissembled well | |
| A ship’s mid-hold,—we almost felt the swell | |
| Beneath, and caught o’erhead the sailors’ cries. | |
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| But as we heard the congregational sound, | |
| And reasonable voice of common prayer | 10 |
| And common praise, new wind was in our sails— | |
| Heart called to heart, beyond the horizon’s bound | |
| With Christ we steer’d, through angel-haunted air, | |
| A ship that meets all storms, rides out all gales. | | | | |
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