210 CONCHOLOGIST’S COMPANION. 
To me it speaks of distant days, 
Of vanished hopes and fears :— 
Who silently can on it gaze, 
With eyes undimmed by tears? 
<* The sea! the sea! the changeless sea! 
Of tears I take my leave ; 
It half recalls a.smile from me, 
To think for what I grieve : 
The hopes and fears I sorrowed o’er, 
Were hopes and fears of time; 
Thou art the type of something more, 
Unchanging and sublime.” 
LONDON: 
PRINTED BY MANNING AND SMITHSON, 
LONDON-HOUSE YARD. 
