A SONG OF THE SEA.

Tuapeka Times, Volume VII, Issue 406, 7 November 1874, Page 5

A SONG OF THE SEA.

Caressing old Sea ! Lapping the laud As the spaniel his sweet lady's hand J Not always, they say, he is so ; Is he treacherous ? No ; But he has his own way, — Let him fondle and play. When he shows them his teeth in his fuu Will the pebbles complain T No, see how they run To meet him again and again. Idle old sea ! So still you can hear not his breath, — Not the stillness of death, His pulses are true every one — His rosy veins full of the sun I Let him lie at his ease, And smile in hi 3 dreams if Jie please Though the vessels must wait For the monarch reposing so late, And flutter their wings and sigh As the hours go wearily by. Eestless old Sea I He gnaws at the rocks in his reach, He foams on the breakers in heat, He dashes himself on the beach, And flies away vexed with his pain ; And then he repents him again, And comes back, and kisses her feet, Terrible Sea ! When the tempest descends on his path, He grapples it fierce in his wrath ; He rages in fury rentless and deep ; Heseesnotthesunnorthestarsin his sweep, Until his long passion is spent, And his ire is content ! When God lays his hand on his arm, And bids him be calm, ' Like a child he sobs down to his rest, On the infantile breast. i