The ship sustained terrific pressure on the port side forward, the heaviest shocks being under the forerigging.

It was the worst squeeze we had experienced.

The decks shuddered and jumped, beams arched, and stanchions buckled and shook.
I ordered all hands to stand by in readiness for whatever emergency might arise.

Even the dogs seemed to feel the tense anxiety of the moment.

But the ship resisted valiantly, and just when it appeared that the limit of her strength was being reached the huge floe that was pressing down upon us cracked across and so gave relief.
"The behaviour of our ship in the ice has been magnificent," wrote Worsley.