33Whoae cavern'd bue the whirlpoola and the wave~,
Bunting and eddying irreaiatibly,
Rage and reaound for ever.........
The erap;a closed round with blAck and jagged arms.
The ehatter'd mountain overhung the 114.'&,
And !a.ater atiU bf.yond all human speed 1
Suepended on th e sweep of the smooth wave,
The little boot wae driven, A cavern there
Ynwn'd, and omid ita slant and winding doptha
!Dgulf'd the rushing sea. Sa&U.u
ii1ting on tb-t ~~ort.
Tn tide baa ebb'd away:
No more wild daabings 'gainst the adamant roc&:.,
Nor swaying amidst seaweed fahe, that mocka
The hues of garden gay :
No laugh of little wavelets at their play:
No lucid poole reftectin~ heaven'• clear brow-
Both storm and ea1.m alike are ended now.
The rocks sit grey and lone :
The shifting saud is spread 110 amooth and dry
That not a title wigl1t. ever have swept by
Stirring it with rude monn:
Only some weedy fragment, idly thrown
To r ot beneath the sky, tell what has bettu:
But Desolation's self has grown serene.
Afar the mountains rise,
And the broad eetua.ry widens out,
All sunshine; wheeling round and round about
Seaward, a whittt bird flies.
A bird 1 Nay, seems it rather in these eyes
A spirit, o'er Eternity's dim sea,
Calling-" Come thou where all we glad souls be."
0 life I 0 eilent shore,
Where we sit patient I 0 great sea beyond,
To -which we turn with solemn hope IUld fond,
But sorrowful no more I
A little while, and then we, too, shall soar
Like wbite-wlng'1l sea-birds into ~he Infinite Deep:
Till then, Thou, Father-wilt our spirits keep.
Mms MuLOcJC.