We perished each alone

Of friends, of hope, of all bereft.
His floating home for ever left.
He loved them both, but both in vain.
Nor him beheld, nor her again.
We perished each alone.
But I, beneath a rougher sea
And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he.

William Cowper
1731-1800
The Castaway

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