Man overboard!

        In the May, 2011, issue of this Newsletter, we reviewed Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s poem, Cowper’s Grave. Browning shows the completeness of the sacrifice made at Calvary, and how William Cowper had no need ever to feel forsaken.

        I was reading the story of Jonah and how he brought grief on his sailor friends. Their only hope was to deliberately throw Jonah overboard. The Bible gives us no details of his moments just after hitting the water, but I think Cowper’s poem is appropriate and graphic. Here are a few verses:

 

               THE CASTAWAY

               (four stanzas out of eleven)

               Obscurest night involved the sky,

                   The Atlantic billows roared,
               With such a destined wretch as I,
                   Washed headlong from on board,
               Of friends, of hope, of all bereft,
               His floating home for ever left.

               Not long beneath the whelming brine,

                   Expert to swim, he lay;
               Nor soon he felt his strength decline,
                   Or courage die away;
               But waged with death a lasting strife,
               Supported by despair of life.
               - - - -

               Nor, cruel as it seemed, could he

                   Their haste himself condemn,
               Aware that flight, in such a sea,
                   Alone could rescue them;
               Yet bitter felt it still to die
               Deserted, and his friends so nigh.
               ----

               No voice divine the storm allayed,

                   No light propitious shone,
               When, snatched from all effectual aid,
                   We perished, each alone:
               But I beneath a rougher sea,
               And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he.
                                                             William Cowper

         The castaway was washed overboard by accident; his friends threw out boards and casks but couldn’t come about to rescue him. He swam strongly for a while but grew weaker and weaker till he gulped the water and sank.

     Cowper then takes the image from the physical to the spiritual— his castaway friend sank and drowned—he, on the other hand, feared a deeper, eternal, spiritual loss.

        From the hymns and poems that Cowper wrote, we know that he was a true believer, but he had little or no assurance of his salvation. Returning to Browning’s poem about Cowper, she shows how he had every reason to bless the Lord after death, when he...

                Felt the new immortal throb of soul     

                       from body parted,
               But felt those eyes alone, and knew,  
                      “My Saviour! not deserted!”                                                           Ì