SEAWEEDS. 153 



There, unaided by culture, such bright forms have birth, 



As vainly you'd seek mid the gardens of earth. 



]Not nursed, like the plants of a summer parterre, 



Where the winds are but sighs of the evening air ; 



Our exquisite, fragile, and delicate forms 



Are reared by the ocean, and rocked by the storms." 



