Off the Skaw, the northernmost point of Denmark, a Danish man-of-war came alongside us.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
"Then launched they to the blast, Bent like a reed each mast, Yet we were gaining fast, When the wind failed us; And with a sudden flaw Came round the gusty Skaw, So that our foe we saw Laugh as he hailed us.
"The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"When we were in no small danger in the tempestuous seas on the back of the Skaw, when the anchors dragged a league in one night with the storm, and every moment we expected to be devoured by the raging waves, there the Lord was also our deliverer; as He also was upon the rocky coast of Norway and in the difficult passage to the harbour of Gothenburg.
"A Journal of the Swedish Embassy in the Years 1653 and 1654, Vol II."
Bulstrode Whitelocke
