On such a night, the twelve Disciples cried

In fear, and roused the Saviour from his sleep!

Jesus arose, the elements to chide;

'Silence, ye angry winds! and peace, thou troubled deep!' (11)

So spake the Son of God! and thus allay'd

The storm which howl'd upon the Assyrian shore.
Prompt at his call, the tempest's rage obey'd,

The winds were hush'd, the waters ceased to roar !
-When Royal Canute once,(12) with scepter'd hand,
And robed in pride of earthly majesty

Forbade the sea to dare to lave the land,

The wild waves rose in sport, and roll'd all heedless by !
Jehovah! What is man compared to thee?

Or son of man, in mockery of sense,
That he should dare assume the Deity?

Oh, man! would'st learn to know thy impotence,

Thy littleness and inferiority?

Come, hie thee to these regions of the storm,
Behold the face of God upon the sea,

And worship in the gale his dread Almighty form!
But see the darkling spirit of the night,
That brooding safe upon the wat'ry plain,
Flies at the approach of thee, etherial light!
Awaking now the universe again!

The sea-boy wet, rude nursling of the blast,
Whose sleep was cradled in the dashing spray,
And rock'd upon the high and giddy mast,'
Regardless of the storm, unseals his eyes with day.
Ye who would further seek to know of light,
Go, read it as recorded in the page
Of that immortal bard, (13) bereft of sight
Himself, the godlike Homer of his age!

And behold there arose a
And his Disciples came
Then he arose, and

(11) St. Matthew, chap. viii. v. 24, et seq. great tempest in the sea; but he was asleep. and awoke him, saying, Lord save us, or we perish. rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm.'

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(12) He ordered a chair to be brought, and, as the waves approached, he said, in an imperious tone, "Thou, sea, art under my dominion, I charge thee approach no farther, nor dare to wet the feet of thy sovereign." He even sat some time in seeming expectation of submission; but, as the sea still advanced towards him, and at last began to wash him with its billows, he turned to his courtiers and observed, that every creature in the universe is feeble and impotent, and that power resides only with one Being, in whose hands are the elements of nature, and who can say to the "Thus far shalt thou go, and no farther."-Anglia Sacra, vol. i. (13) Paradise Lost,' book iii.

ocean,

Oh! for one spark of that celestial flame,
That inspiration, once to Milton given,
Which lit his way to never-dying fame,
The fire, the pomp, and prodigality of Heaven!
In dread magnificence the lurid sun

Now pierces through the tempest-troubled sky,
And drives the thunder-clouds dark rolling on-
As Satan and his rebel tribe (14) were seen to fly
Before the red right arm of God!--No streaks
Of orient purple tinge announce his rise;
In solitary splendour he awakes,

And seizes, as by storm, at once on all the skies!
Didst mark the whale that dash'd along the deep?
Hugest of all the ocean-born that roam

Like that Leviathan, whom once, asleep,

The mariner, (as on through Norway's foam' (15)
He steer'd his rude and shatter'd skiff,) at night,
Mistook for land, so vast and still he seem'd,
And anchor'd thus,-then rose in wild affright,

When morning's dawn upon the mighty monster beam'd!
Again he comes! gigantic as the beast

Of old, that God in mercy sent to save

The prophet Jonah (16) from the foamy yeast
Of waves-his else unknell'd, unshrouded grave!
Three days and nights the slimy monster sped
His wat'ry way, as thus the chosen of God' he bore,
By raging floods' and seas uncompassed,'
Then cast him all unscathed upon the Syrian shore.
Hark to the sea-mew's wild and piercing shrieks,
As round the strong-ribb'd bark they hover nigh!
Now o'er the wave's white foam they skim their beaks,
Now far away they speed, and seek the sky.
-But mark the might and majesty of motion

Of him (17) who sweeps, cloud-cleaving, from the height
Of heaven, it is the Condor (18) of the ocean,

So nobly doth he soar aloft, so bold his flight!

The aspirations of this bird arise

Above those eagles, that are seen afar

O'er Chimborazo, (19) loftiest in the skies
Of Andes- giant of the western star !'

(14) Paradise Lost,' book vi.

(16) Jonah, chap. i. ii.

(18) The largest description of eagle known.

(15) Ibid., book i.

(17) The Albatross.

(19) Chimborazo, the most majestic and lofty of the Andes. It has

From mountain on to mountain let them urge
Their narrower flight, and habitations change :
His resting-place the South Pacific surge,

All heaven his eyrie, (20) and immensity his range!
Against the conquest-crown'd Dictator's sway (21)
From Sardis, when the noble Cassius (22) drew
His legions forth, to battle's stern array-

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E'en such a bird it was, that hovering flew
Upon his former ensign,'-then would feed
From out the soldiers' hands, and flapping fly
His broad-extended wings, (23) that seem'd to lead
The embattled Romans on to certain victory!
But at Philippi (24) sought-he then was gone;
And vultures, crows, and kites were seen instead!
For those whom hope of conquest had flush'd on,
Now vanquish'd lay-the dying and the dead!
"Twas such a bird, all wild and young that rose

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When Swedish Charles, with soul of fire,' (25) went forth,
And frame of adamant,' (26) mid polar snows,

To plant his standard, on the steeple (27) of the north.
But, when the fickle fortune of the war, (28)
As hist'ry tells, on dread Pultowa's day,
Forsook the warrior-king and woo'd the Czar,
The bird had wing'd his eagle-flight away!

a circular summit 22,000 feet, or above four miles, high. The bulk of Chimborazo is so enormous, that the part which the eye embraces at once, near the limit of the snows, is 22,968 feet. With the exception of the Himalaya Mountains, Chimborazo is the highest known mountain in the world.

(20) The place where birds of prey build their nests, and hatch. (21) Augustus and Antony.

(22-24) You know that I held Epicurus strong,

And his opinion,-now, I change my mind,
And partly credit things that do presage.
Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign
Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perch'd,
Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands,
Who to Philippi here consorted us.
This morning are they fled away and gone;
And in their steads do ravens, crows,
Fly on our heads-their shadows seem
A canopy most fatal.'-Julius Cæsar.
(25-26) Dr. Johnson's Vanity of Human Wishes.'
(27) Moscow.

and kites,

(28) Scarcely any victory was ever attended with more important consequences than that which Peter the Great obtained at Pultowa, The King of Sweden lost in one day the fruits of nine years' successful

On daring pinion borne-'twas such that o'er
The modern Hannibal, was seen to fly

Above St. Bernard's Alpine snows, to soar (29)
To France' proud temple, and unutterably high!
There were who said o'er Lybia's arid waste,
And chief the Pyramids' (30) dim solitude,
The self-same bird his flight had boldly traced,
And once before on Lodi's Bridge (31) been view'd→
To sweep Marengo's (32) field he left the Alps:
A laurel wreath inscrib'd, he wav'd on high;
Then gain'd with nobler speed their snowy scalps,
The wreath enroll'd, 'NAPOLEON AND VICTORY.'
By Danube's darkly-rolling tide (33) and o'er
The field of Austerlitz (34) on Eylau's (35) plain,

At Friedland, (36) Jena, (37) Berlin, (38) Ulm, (39) once

more

All splendid did he re-appear again!

On Moscow's conflagration,-where the sun

Turn'd ghastly pale, and sicken'd at the sight,

The Eagle saw his race of glory run,

He tried in vain to soar-then shriek'd and sunk in night!

Oh haste! and look upon yon glorious zone,
The bow of God, which girdles half the sky,
The heavenly arch, by the Almighty (40) thrown
In vast and infinite variety

Of tints most beautiful-th' Immortal's span,
To mortal sight display'd in times of yore,-

The great Creator's covenant (41) with man,

That whelming waters should o'er land prevail no more!
Thou pledge redeemed (42) of the Deity!

To man below in consolation sent!
Thou fairest, brightest vision of the sky!
I hail thee! dolphin of the firmament!
For each succeeding varied change imbues
Thee with a magic colour, that doth shine

More splendid than before-till all thy hues

Proclaim thee God at once, like Him thy form divine!

warfare. He had pressed forward, after a variety of obstructions and delays, occasioned by one of the most intense frosts ever known in those northern regions.

(29-39) See the Annals of Posterity,' written by the conquering sword of a hero. Motto of the work, Mille succès contre un revers.'

(40-41) Genesis, chap. ix., v. 12. et seq. I do set my bow in the cloud; and it shall be for a token for a covenant between me and the earth, and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy.'

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(42) Genesis, chap. ix., v. 16. And the bow shall be in the cloud,

And, if on earth thy beauty be extreme,
When view'd o'er mountain-height, or level plain ;
Far lovelier, far, thy variegated beam,
Expanded o'er the surface of the main !
With either horizon thy resting-place,
Thou mak'st the sea the mirror of thy light;
The ocean back reflects thy radiant face,

Like lovers each beloved--both gazing with delight.
Jehovah! with thy name commenced my strain;
Jehovah! with thy name it shall conclude:

By those (43) alone who track the dark-blue main,
The grandest of thy wondrous works are view'd!
I envy not the man whose inward fire

Of soul expands not, riding o'er the deep

Whose mental aspirations soar not higher,

With the wild waves, ere night behold him laid in sleep.

For me! whatever dangers yet may lower

Upon my life, or errors be my fate;

So shall it soothe me in my latest hour,
That once, at least, I tried to celebrate
Thy praise, and in thy temple of the sea-
Its canopy, the clear and cloudless sky-
That thus I struck the lyre and bent the knee,
O God! in homage to thy pow'r and majesty!
I've little left that makes it worth my while
To live-my mind, perchance, at times benighted;
In scorn, than merriment, I'd rather smile;
My heart is sear'd, my best affections blighted!
And be it so-yet haply, if I dare

Uplift a suppliant's voice to heav'n, 'twould be,

That God in mercy might accord my prayer,

To die a hero's death, in planting (44) Freedom's tree.

I little reck what soil it be upon,

So Danger lead, and point to Glory's star;
In fighting on the plains of Marathon-

Or 'neath thy banners, noble Bolivar !

and I will look upon it that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God, and every living thing of all flesh that is upon the carth.'

(43) Psalms-Psalm cvii. They that go down to the sea in ships, and occupy their business in great waters. These men see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.'

(44) And England sent her men, of men the chief,

Who taught those sires of empire yet to be

To plant the tree of life-to plant fair Freedom's tree.'

Gertrude of Wyoming.