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Fisnmyg in AMERICAN WATERS. 
‘* Eternal ocean! old majestic sea! 
Ever f love from shore to shore to look on thee, 
And sometimes on thy billowy back to ride, 
And sometimes o'er thy summer breast to glide ; 
But let me /ive on land, where rivers run ; 
Where shady trees may screen me from the sun ; 
Where I may feel, serene, the fragrant air; 
Where, whatever toil or wearying pains I bear, 
Those eyes which look away all human ill 
May shed on me their still, sweet, constant light, 
And the hearts I love may, day and night, 
Be found beside me, safe and clustering still.” 
