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sloop's sides, playing gently about his 

 shaggy head. 



There was something soothing in all 

 this wild play of the elements, even to 

 the timid Bradley ; there is always a com- 

 forting susceptibility during repose upon 

 the water aboard a sturdy craft in a safe 

 anchorage, and the wilder the wind and 

 wave, the greater the toss of the Captain's 

 Coot, the sounder seemed the sleep of the 

 sporting trio and their skipper. 



To him who in the love of nature holds 

 Communion with her visible forms, she speaks 

 A various language ; for his gayer hours, 

 She has a voice of gladness, and a smile, 

 And eloquence of beauty, and she glides 

 Into his darker musings with a mild 

 And healing sympathy, that steals away 

 Their sharpness ere he is aware." 



BRYANT. 



