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Come, hoist the sail, the fast let go!
They're seated side by side ;
The bay is fair and wide.
The ripples lightly tap the boat.
Loose!–Give her to the wind !
The strand is far behind.
No danger reach so fair a crew!
Thou goddess of the foam,
If thou wilt bring them home.
Fair ladies, fairer than the spray
The prow is dashing wide,
Soft flow the blessed tide!
0, might I like those breezes be,
And touch that arching brow, 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;
Like them, in easy swoops.
The sun-light falling on her sheet,
It glitters like the drift
THE PLEASURE BOAT.
Sparkling in scorn of summer's heat,
High up some mountain rift.
The winds are fresh; she's driving fast
Upon the bending tide,
Go with her side by side.
Why dies the breeze away so soon?
Why hangs the pennant down? The sea is glass; the sun at noon. —
- Nay, lady, do not frown;
For, see, the winged fisher's plume
Is painted on the sea :
– Whose eyes look up at thee ?
She smiles; thou needst must smile on her.
And, see, beside her face
What beauty, and what grace!
And pictured beach of yellow sand,
And peaked rock, and hill,
How lovely and how still !
From that far isle the thresher's flail
Strikes close upon the ear; The leaping fish, the swinging sail
Of yonder sloop sound near.
LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP.
BY W. LEGGETT.
The birds, when winter shades the sky,
Fly o’er the seas away,
And summer breezes play:
And thus the friends that flutter near
While fortune's sun is warm, Are startled if a cloud appear,
And fly before the storm.
But when from winter's howling plains
Each other warbler's past,
And cherups midst the blast.
Love, like that bird, when friendship’s throng
With fortune's sun depart,
And nestles on the heart.