Nevertheless, the ship in a storm,
Foundering and powerless,
Can save itself –
It can dump its cargo
As a tithe,
There is hope.
That first vision of yours was common knowledge.
What you see now is pitch darkness.
– Chorus in T-Hughes’s AGAMMEMNON. I like this version better than I expected to, although his line breaks are often completely unperformable. But apart from that, the register of the language is good.