LESSONS AND REFLECTIONS. 277 



CHAPTEE XVIII. 



KNITTING UP THE LESSONS OF THE VOYAGE AT 

 ITS CLOSE. 



" I saw a wreck upon the ocean flood. 



How sad and desolate ? No man was there ; 

 No living thing was on it. There it stood ; 



Its sails all gone ; its masts were standing bare : 

 Toss'd on the wide, the boundless, howling sea ! 



The very sea-birds scream'd, and pass'd it by. 

 And as I look'd, the ocean seemed to be 



A sign and figure of Eternity. 

 THE WRECK AN EMBLEM SEEM'D of those that sail 



Without the pilot, Jesus, on its tide. 

 Thus, thought I, when the final storms prevail, 



Shall rope, and sail, and mast be scatter'd wide ! 

 And they, with helm and anchor lost, be driven, 

 In endless exile sad, far from the port oi Heaven ! ' ' 



T. C. Upham. 



Lessons and reflections Spiritual illustrations News of 

 Sorrow Birthdays of Eternity. 



Rounding Cape Cod, Massachusetts Bay. 



IN all probability, this beautiful sonnet must 

 have been written somewhere at sea, just 

 after passing such a wreck as we met with in 

 our progress in the Gulf Stream. Such sad 

 things (and they are melancholy objects, indeed, 



