Chapter 324 of 372 · 63 words · ~1 min read

LVII.

Upon the verge of space, about the size Of half-a-crown, a little speck appeared (I've seen a something like it in the skies In the Ægean, ere a squall); it neared, And, growing bigger, took another guise; Like an aërial ship it tacked, and steered,[528] Or _was_ steered (I am doubtful of the grammar Of the last phrase, which makes the stanza stammer;