SEA SPRAY &> SMOKE DRIFT 



" Mortal ! that which thou askest, ask not thou 



of the waves ; 

 Fool ! thou foolishly taskest us — we are only- 

 slaves ; 

 Might, more mighty, impels us — we must our 



lot fulfil. 

 He who gathers and swells us curbs us too at 



His will. 

 Think'st thou the wave that shatters ques- 



tioneth His decree? 

 Little to us it matters, and naught it matters 



to thee. 

 Not, thus murmuring idly, we from our duty 



would swerve, 

 Over the world spread widely, ever we labour 



and serve." 



