wrecks

But fiery yearnings their own phantom-future make, and deem it present. So, if after all these fearful, fainting trances, the verdict be, the golden haven was not gained;—yet, in bold quest thereof, better to sink in boundless deeps, than float on vulgar shoals; and give me, ye gods, an utter wreck, if wreck I do.  (Mardi)

He seemed gifted with loftiness, merely that it might be dragged down to the mud....His soul's ship foresaw the inevitable rocks, but resolved to sail on, and make a courageous wreck. (Pierre, 1852)

Ay de Mi.  Our life is a sad struggle;—our material nature with its base cravings,—its cares for animal comforts, and all the ills of the flesh, preys upon and tethers the soul, which yearns for the Beautiful, the Noble, the Exalted ;—essays to soar in that sphere, whose types are the bright stars of Heaven! Or, clings to that electric chain of Love which binds humanity—and in the olden Time drew down angels!

I. F. Ay!  it is a fire that consumes; and sometimes burns to ashes the hearts and hopes of proud men, and leaves but wrecks, mournfully floating upon the dull currents of life. 

C. And welcome then, the rapids and the final plunge!

(July 1852; and Scenes and Adventures in the Army, 333-4)

Ooh la la! are we getting close.  One scrap from somewhere, anywhere could clinch it.