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THE SEA-SERPENT. 
him the early doom “ of beauty blossoming for 
the tomb.” O, how mournfully sound the waves, 
when the truly loved are lost, murmuring in their 
hollow caves ! when the feelings are tempest- 
tossed, as were Albert’s hopes to hear, from 
every shell he holds at his ear, some message 
from Cora, or else to see her rise from the 
waves in her purity ! 
What is that coming over the ocean ? Albert 
thinks, by the dim twilight, that it must be the 
snake, by its winding motion. And Albert this 
time was certainly right; ’t was indeed the snake, 
and with him he brought Cora’s body safe to 
the shore. He turned slowly round, and, e’er he 
sought his home in the heaving deep once more, 
said to Albert, u For all the mischief done I am 
sorry, but now, in this troubled hour, I advise 
you henceforth to beware of my power. Cora 
I sought in the waves, and here have brought 
her ; c strew with flowers her bier.’ But if 
with that gun any game you get, you will have 
to practice a little more yet.” He was gone, 
