Monthly Archives: September 2013

Prospice, by Robert Browning

Prospice FEAR death?—to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of … Continue reading

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Not a life lost and we have been through Hell.

3rd Sept 1916 My darling, I have done it. Damn the Admiralty. I wonder who is responsible for their attitude to me. Not a life lost and we have been through Hell. Soon will I be home and then I … Continue reading

Posted in Shackleton

Arrival

“Shortly after 7 a.m. Sir E. rowed ashore & telephoned our arrival on to Punta Arenas, so that the populace might roll up and greet us after church, we being due to arrive at 12 noon. The Yelcho was bedecked … Continue reading

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