114 SCENE AFTER A SUMMER SHOWER. The sun breaks forth; from off the scene With trembling drops of light is hung. Now gaze on Nature—yet the same- Fresh in her youth, from God's own hand. Hear the rich music of that voice, Which sounds from all below, above; She calls her children to rejoice, And round them throws her arms of love. Drink in her influence; low-born care, And all the train of mean desire, Refuse to breathe this holy air, And 'mid this living light expire. 116 THE PLEASURE BOAT. No danger reach so fair a crew! Fair ladies, fairer than the spray O, might I like those breezes be, I'd toil for ever on the sea Where ye are floating now. The boat goes tilting on the waves; The waves go tilting by; There dips the duck;-her back she laves; O'er head the sea-gulls fly. Now, like the gulls that dart for prey, The little vessel stoops; Now rising, shoots along her way, Like them, in easy swoops. The sun-light falling on her sheet, It glitters like the drift |