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Henceforth your patriot breasts may cease to mourn The pathless seas , which shut out all return ; No more , like exiles , banish'd from your land Which gave you birth , you quit Britannia ' s strand . Unwearied art with giant pow ' r disarms Th' unmeasur'd deep of aM its dread alarms ;
Bids distance vanish to a pigmy scale , And triumphs over tide , and time , and sail . ' See , taught by science , through the wond ' ring tide In mockery oi wind your vessels glide ! The yielding waters own the magic pow ' r , Which shortens space and circumscribes the hour ; Whilst angry Neptune , from his coral bed ,
Alarm'd , above the ocean lifts his head ; Views with affright his wide extent of waste O ' errun by " Thames" and paddled o ' er by " Haste ! " * No swelling sail is seen to woo the breeze ,
No sparkling oar to ply the measur d seas ; Yet , bold and swift , as eagle , through the sky , The stately ships across the waters fly . Invention laughs , with all her novel train , Nor waits to fee the sov ' reign of the main ; Yet , not to seem forgetful or unkind . Leaves a long legacy of smoke behind ! Wrath at the sihtthe son of Opsf retires
g , , And foams , and roars , to mark th' unhallow'd fires ; Proclaims unceasing enmity to steam , Which thus would make e ' en traveling a dream ; O ' er all th' opposing elements prevail , And even give Nassau a double mail . | Nay , laugh to scorn the landsman ' s love of mining , And put to shame the speed of lining
very ; Till , lost to all the ways of deviation , All lands and men become one common nation ! THOMAS EYRE POOLE , A . M ., Colonial and Military Chaplain , Sierra Leone , Africa . March , I 84 cJ .
A Song For Somebody.
A SONG FOR SOMEBODY .
Naomi ! Naomi ! fair daughter of light , With gestures so graceful , and glances so bright—With accents so truthful , and fancy so rare'Tis thine to enrapture , or drive to despair ! Naomi ! Naomi ! with youth on thy side , The richest , the noblest might make thee his bride ; And proud of thy beauty , thy worth , and thy love , All else that is lovely exalt thee above ! j LJ _ gTBVENS .
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Henceforth your patriot breasts may cease to mourn The pathless seas , which shut out all return ; No more , like exiles , banish'd from your land Which gave you birth , you quit Britannia ' s strand . Unwearied art with giant pow ' r disarms Th' unmeasur'd deep of aM its dread alarms ;
Bids distance vanish to a pigmy scale , And triumphs over tide , and time , and sail . ' See , taught by science , through the wond ' ring tide In mockery oi wind your vessels glide ! The yielding waters own the magic pow ' r , Which shortens space and circumscribes the hour ; Whilst angry Neptune , from his coral bed ,
Alarm'd , above the ocean lifts his head ; Views with affright his wide extent of waste O ' errun by " Thames" and paddled o ' er by " Haste ! " * No swelling sail is seen to woo the breeze ,
No sparkling oar to ply the measur d seas ; Yet , bold and swift , as eagle , through the sky , The stately ships across the waters fly . Invention laughs , with all her novel train , Nor waits to fee the sov ' reign of the main ; Yet , not to seem forgetful or unkind . Leaves a long legacy of smoke behind ! Wrath at the sihtthe son of Opsf retires
g , , And foams , and roars , to mark th' unhallow'd fires ; Proclaims unceasing enmity to steam , Which thus would make e ' en traveling a dream ; O ' er all th' opposing elements prevail , And even give Nassau a double mail . | Nay , laugh to scorn the landsman ' s love of mining , And put to shame the speed of lining
very ; Till , lost to all the ways of deviation , All lands and men become one common nation ! THOMAS EYRE POOLE , A . M ., Colonial and Military Chaplain , Sierra Leone , Africa . March , I 84 cJ .
A Song For Somebody.
A SONG FOR SOMEBODY .
Naomi ! Naomi ! fair daughter of light , With gestures so graceful , and glances so bright—With accents so truthful , and fancy so rare'Tis thine to enrapture , or drive to despair ! Naomi ! Naomi ! with youth on thy side , The richest , the noblest might make thee his bride ; And proud of thy beauty , thy worth , and thy love , All else that is lovely exalt thee above ! j LJ _ gTBVENS .