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There, with its waving blade of green,
The sea-flag streams through the silent water, And the crimson leaf of the dulse is seen
To blush like a banner bathed in slaughter;
The fan-coral sweeps through the clear deep sea,
Is sporting amid those bowers of stone, .
And is safe when the wrathful spirit of storms
Where the myriad voices of ocean roar,
When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons are waiting the wreck on shore,
Then far below in the peaceful sea The purple mullet and gold-fish rove,
Where the waters murmur tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the coral-grove.
Roar of the Sea.--ANON..
Piercing the drowsy night,
Whose pinions will not light
Peal of unwonted things;
The hollow music rings,
Thou vast and glorious sea !
Of thy great majesty,
Thou art a spirit, Ocean, thou!
Giant of earth and air, Spanning the universe; and now,
While making music here, Ten thousand leagues afar, thy wave. Is rolling on an empire's grave!
Thine arm that shakes me here,
Thunders upon the shore
Beneath their angry sway,
In their triumphant way,
'T is midnight!-earth and air .
Are hush'd in lair and restThy energy from thy long birth
Hath never needed rest: Thou dost not tire-thou feel'st not toilThou art not formed, like me, of soil.
Why dost thou thunder so?
What in thy depths profound, Thus as a strong man with his foe,
Gives out that angry sound; On earth no foe can ever be, Prince of creation, worthy thee! Age thou hast never known
Thou shalt be young and free,
And all is dumb save thee;
Pursue their way
By night and day.
With unscared look;
In that small brook.
And many a quiver,
From Salmon river.
Or tangled dell.
And here the black fox roved, that howled and shook
For earthly fox;
Thinking to shoot him like a shaggy bear,
Transfer him to a box.
I chance to love:
I'll try to prove.
Time.-MARDON. I asked an Aged Man, a man of cares, Wrinkled, and curved, and white with hoary hairs : • Time is the warp of life,' he said, "O tell The young, the fair, the gay, to weave it well!' I asked the aged Venerable Dead, Sages who wrote, and warriors who have bled: From the cold grave a hollow murmur flowed,
Time sowed the seed we reap in this abode.' 1 asked a Dying Sinner, ere the tide Of life had left his veins: Time,' he replied
"I've lost it! Ah, the treasure!' -and he died I asked the Golden Sun and Silver Spheres, Those bright Chronometers of days and years: They answered, Time is but a meteor glare, And bids us for Eternity prepare.' I asked the Seasons in their annual round, Which beautify and desolate the ground; And they replied (no oracle more wise) 6. Tis folly's loss, and virtue's highest prize.' I asked a Spirit Lost; but, oh! the shriek That pierced my soul! I shudder while I speak.
It cried - 'A particle, a speck, a mite
Of Things inanimate my dial I
I asked the Mighty Angel, who shall stand
By heaven,' he cried, 'I swear the mystery 's o'er,
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