BY BOAT TO PORTOFIXO. 



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on the ridge announced a change of wt 

 er. As though in anticipation of 

 an approaching storm the sea 

 heaved like tlie 1 

 of a troubled 

 sleeper. The ^va^'' 

 rose and fell in i 

 rvthmic motion y 

 against the per- 

 pendicular rocks, 

 their crests 

 silver 

 wat- 



reflections like steel 

 tempered by lire, 

 the secret of fixing 

 ol light upon the 

 ^^-as tuned to the 



with foam. J Jie 

 showed metallic 

 which has been 

 Bocklin alone had 

 on canvas these \'ar\'ing tones 

 I / surface of the sea, for his niincl 

 y deepest poetry of Nature. His 

 veiled woman, that rapt form who is accompanying the 

 music of the "Surging Sea" with chords on her harp, 

 would he appropriate on one of tlje ledges of these 

 rugged rocks. 



When a storm rages here, 



'■the Oceaii's purple waves 

 Climbing the land, howl to the lashing winds". 

 The vertical cliff is bare for some distance, and higher 

 up we see dead trees which ha\'e been killed b)- the 

 salt spra^'. 



The sea was deserted; we did not meet a single 

 boat on the wa\-. But we passed swarms of bluish cr}'stal 



