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.\GNE3 OF HIGH SUNDERLAND. 



Short prayers brfiathed soft and low 



Arose amid the roar. 

 And tears repentant flow 

 Where such ne'er flowed before, 



And hearts erst adamant, 

 At last ! at last repent. 



Some few had gained the boat 

 And leavp the vessel's side. 



On unknown waters float, 

 I'owerless their hark to guide. 



And savage waves in joy 

 Play with it as a toy. 



One seal is still reserved, — 



The Captain's : — will he go ? 

 With brave heart strongly nerved. 



He answers firraly, "No ! 



God speed yon o'er the seas 



I will remain with these." 



Farewell to friends at home. 



Farewell ye meet no more, 

 Beneath that azure dome. 



Where ye have met before. 

 Deep in the angry waters 



Sink parents, sons, and daughters. 



One fiercer whistling blast. 

 One more determined wave. 



The fated die is cast. 



Heaven's help alone can save ; 



One mingled shriek and groan. 

 And death has claimed his own. 



The sighs they were deep, .ind the tear? they were many. 



Which in synipathy fell o"er their son'owful doom, 

 As would fall from an angel, if angels shed any 



O'er pilgrims whose goal is at last but the tomb, — 

 Restlessly rolled h-r fair head on the pillow. 



But sleep scared by so row had fled fn m her eyes. 

 And she heard but the murmuring voice of the billow. 



And saw but the lightning that flashed th ongh the skies — 

 Thus was she laid when the shall turn gave warning. 



That one from without needed shelter or food. 

 And she rushed throuph the coriidors, dim in the dawning. 



Nor paused till she came to the spot where he stood. — 

 Slowlj' the ponderous gate was thrown open, 



And a youth wet and weaiT stood shivering there. 

 And his thinly clad form bore full many a token. 



Of his struggles for life with the waves in despair — 

 Softly she laid her white hand on his thonlder. 



And led him half stupid with cold to a bed. 

 And he as she prattled and fondled grew bolder. 



And gazed on the angel that hung o'er his head — 

 No word passed his lips, but the coverlet heaving 



Betray 'd the strong feeling at work in his breast. 

 And the deep long drawn ^ighs, his ftili bosom relieving. 



Ceased not to subside when his eyes closed in rest, — 

 Thus he Iny sleeping, whilst she like a spirit 



