THE SEA. 



H.M.S. CYCLOPS SOUNDING IN THE MID-ATLANTIC. 



"... THIS great and wide sea, wherein are things 

 creeping innumerable, -both small and great beasts. 

 There go the ships ; there is that Leviathan, whom 

 Thou hast made to play therein." 



Oh! it is a glorious subject that mighty sea ! When 

 we stand alone on some lofty cliff, some bold headland 

 that juts out into the waste of water which roars and 

 boils in hoarse rage far below, and gaze out to the 



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