And to the Waggon's skirts was tied The VANGUARD, following close behind, Thy Wife and Child are snug and warm, Thy Ship will travel without harm ; I like," said Benjamin, "her shape and stature ; this bulky Creature Of which I have the steering-this, Seen fairly, is not much amiss! We want your streamers, Friend, you know; We make a kind of handsome show! Will say't, who know'st both land and sea, When cross winds on her quarter beat ; And, fairly lifted from my feet, I stagger onward Heaven knows how But not so pleasantly as now — Aye," said the Tar, " through fair and foul But save us from yon screeching Owl!" Which called their thoughts another way; The Mastiff, ill-conditioned carl! What must he do but growl and snarl, Still more and more dissatisfied With the meek comrade at his side? Till, not incensed though put to proof, The Ass, uplifting a hind hoof, And so were better manners bred, "Yon Screech-owl," says the Sailor, turning Back to his former cause of mourning, "Yon Owl!-pray God that all be well! As sure as I've the gift of sight Like Travellers shouting for a Boat. The tricks he learned at Windermere This vagrant Owl is playing here That is the worst of his employment; This explanation stilled the alarm, Cured the foreboder like a charm ; This, and the manner, and the voice, Summoned the Sailor to rejoice; His heart is up he fears no evil From life or death, from man or devil; He wheeled — and, making many stops, Brandished his crutch against the mountain tops; And, while he talked of blows and scars, Benjamin, among the stars, Beheld a dancing-and a glancing; Such retreating and advancing As, I ween, was never seen In bloodiest battle since the days of Mars! CANTO FOURTH. THUS they, with freaks of proud delight, The Muse, who scents the morning air, |