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Loud and long the tempest blew, 

 Uptackle ran the gallant crew ; 

 The navy furl'd her sails in haste, 

 Half yielding to the furious blast. 

 But mightier powers had rendered vaia 

 The comjiadt of the hellish train. 

 And soon like eagles scattered far, 

 By flie rude rage of windy war, 

 The squadrons rallied to their post, 

 Lining with fate the trembling coast. 



Storming with rage, the demon finds 

 The grey conimandress of the winds, 

 And loud with furious jars assail'd, 

 Dcmandinc why her magic fail'd. 

 " Alas!" the Beldam cry'd, and shook 

 Her sides with laughter as she spoke, 

 " My friend, you quite mistook my meaning ; 

 Dead fingers from the ocean gleaning, 

 'J'hat hand I meant is a6tive still ; 

 And He that baffles all our skill. 

 Defends from ev'ry chance of war, 

 That member with peculiar care. 

 But, for the spoils you and your chief 

 Gave me, a treasure past belief. 

 They shall be paid (by hell I vow) 

 ^^'^ith ten-fold ««</v/ below." 



PALESTINE ; 

 A PmzE Poem. By Reginald Heber. 



REFT of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn, 

 Mourn, widow'd queen, forgotten Sion, mourn! 

 Is this thy place, sad city, this thy throne. 

 Where the wild desart rears its craggy stone ? 

 While suns unblest their angry lustre fling. 

 And way-worn pilgrims seek the scanty spring? — 

 Where now thy jiomp, which kings witl/envy vicw'd ? 

 Where now thy might, which all those kings subdu'd ? 

 JVo martial myriads muster in thy gate ; 

 No suppliant nations in thy temple wait ; 

 No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, 

 Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song : 

 But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, 

 And the quick darting eye of restlcxs Fear ; 



While 



