Daily Richmond Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1828-1831, 1829-03-09
TIE SEABIRD'S TALL.
BY =. O. GOODRICH:

-. GOODRICH:
Eur, far DER the wave is my island throne
Where the seogull roams aud reigns alonc;
w here nought Is seen but the beetlinp rock
And nothing Is heard but the occ an shock
And the scream OF birds when the storm is nipl,
And the crash of the wreck, and the fearful cfv
VI drowning men Ill their agony
love to sit, when the waters sleep,
And ponder the depths OF the CLASSY deep
Iill dream that float corse ut sea,
And sing of the feast that l., made for me
love on the rush of the storm to snil
AND mnSe my scream with the hoars;r gale.
W hon the sky is dark, aud the bllow higi,
And the tempest sweeps in terror bv,
Hove to ride Oil the maddcning blast
And Hap my wing DER the fated inasi
Ana sing To the crew sony of fear,
vi the reef and surge 'hal uwuit them here
when the storm is done, aud the fcus! is der,
love 10 sit the rocky shore
And tell IN the car ofthc dyin. breeze
The tules that are hushed III the sullen scss--
OFthe ship that sank in the rcefy surge
And left her fate tn the seabird's drge-.
ofthe lover that sailed To meet his bride
And his story left 10 the secret tide
OF the fhthcr that went on the trustees main
And never was met by his child aguin-
And the hidden things which the waves conceal
And the seabird's song can ulone reveal
tell of the ship that hath found grave
Her spars still float on the wrestless wave
But down III the halls of the sullen deep
The forms ofthe brave aud the beautiful a!cen
saw the storm as it gathered fast.
heard the roar of the coming bast,
/ marked the ship in her fearful strife
As she flew on the tide like Il thing OF life
But the whlrlwind came -and her inasts were wruns
Away, and away on the waters flung:
sat oil the gale DER the sea-swcpt deck,
And screamed in delight DER the coming wreck
flew 10 the reef with heart of CHE
And wiled the ship to her destiny.
On the hidden rocks like hawk sho rushed
And the sea through her riven timbcrs gushed-
On the whirng surge the wreck was flung
And loud on the gale wild voices rune.
gaZcd on the scene-l saw despair
On the pald brows of a youthful pair:
The maidcf dropped like gentle flower
That is torn away from its nutive bower
Her arms round her lover she wildly tUined,
And gaZcd on tho sca with wildcrcd mind.
de bent DER the trembler, and sheltered her form
From the pas'i ofthe and the sweep of the
But wo to the lover, and wo TO the maid
Whose hopes on the treaciiarous sea are laid
| For he Is u king, Whose palaces shine
| In lustre and light down the pearly brine,
And he loves to gather in glory there,
The choicest things OF the curth and air.
| IN his deep saloons with coral crowned
| Where gems are sparkling above and around
| lie gathers his harerl of love and grace
And bcaii'y he takes TO his cold embrace
The wind and tho waves are his messengers true,
Aud lost Is the wundcrer whom they pursuo-
Ehey sweep tho shore, they plumber the wreck.
His stores TO heap, and his halls 10 deck.
All! lady and lover, ye doomed their prey
| They come, they come!--ye are swept away!
| Yc sink in the tidc--but it cannot sever
The fond ones who sleep in its depth forever
Oh wild was the storm, and loud was it's roar,
Ana strange were the sights that lowered Der.
saw babe with its mother die,
| listened to catch it's parting sigh,
And laughed to sec the black pillows play
with the sleeping child in their ganbols gay
saw girl whose arms were white
! as the foam that Cunced on the billow's hoioht
And tho ripples toycd win her CLASSY curls,
and her cheek was kissed by the wanton whirls;
But her bosom was dead to hope and fear,
For che shuddered not as the shark came near.
poised my foot on the forehead fair
I ora lovely boy that 6oatcd there
looked IN the eyes ofthe drowning brave
AS they upward guzed through the fatal wavc---
] screamed Der the bubbles that told ofdcath
And stopped as the last gave up his breath
Mapped my wings, for the work was done,
The storm was hushed. and the golden sun
sent his light abroad Ger the lullinn sous
md tell my tale 10 the whispering breeze,
| W the hidden things which the waves conceal,
ana tho seabird's song alone reveal.
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