...guides of the land. TOM CRINGLE'S LOG. CHAP. XIX. BRINGING UP LEE WAY. " And I have loved thee. Ocean, and my joy, Of youthful sports, was on thy breast...if the freshening sea Made them a terror, 'twas a childish fear ; For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And...

...made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward; from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror...

...Of youthful sports, was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers. They to me Were a delight ; and...was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billow far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane." After the tornado had swept along, the cry was...

...cool and collected, for he was a child of the ocean, and could say, "And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports, was. on thy breast...to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wanton' d with thy breakers. They to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror,...

...thee'; thou goest forth' . . dread' . . . fathomless' . . . alone'. And I have loved thee', Ocean'! and my joy* Of youthful sports', was' . . on thy breast...to be' Borne', like thy bubbles', onward': from a Iwy' I wantoned with thy breakers': they to me' Were a delight*; and if the freshening sea' Made them...

...made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to...thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers—they to me Were a delight; asd if the freshening sea Made them a terror—'twas a pleasing...

...each zone Obeys thee ; thougoest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. And I have loved thee, Ocean ! (l) and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror...

...youthful spoils was on its breast tobe Borne, like its bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantou'J with its breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the...sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear." The sailor's life was my " beau ideal" of happiness. As I grew older time strengthened rather than...

...Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ;...thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. 1 [_" This passage would, perhaps, be read without emotion, if we aid not know...

...on thy hreast to he Borne, like th,y huhhles, onward : from a hoy I wanton'd with thy hreakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening...was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy hillows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. 1 f" This passage would, perhaps,...