The native American., 1838-04-28
From Blae1,O0od's Magazine.
THE FORGING OF THE ANCHOR

From Blackloood's Magazine.
THE FORGING OF THE ANCHOR.
Come, see the DoIphin's anchors forged.
Ills at a white heat now;
The little flames still ftfully
Play through the sable mound;
And ftfully you still may see
The grim smiths ranking round,
All clad in leathern panopIy,
Their broad hands only bare;
Some rest upon their sledges here
Some work the windlass there
The windIass strains the tackle chains.
The black mound heaves below,
And, red and deep, hundred veins
Burst out at every throe:
II rises, roars Iends all outright
o, Vulcan what glow!
'Tis binding white, It's blasting brighty
The high sun shines not SOL
The high sun sees not, on the earth,
Such fiery, fearful show;
The roof-ribs swarth the candent hearths
The ruddy lurid row
Ofsmiths that stand, an ardent band,
Like men before the foe;
AS quivering through his fleece Of fame-
The failing monster, slow
Sinks on the anyil--alI about,
The faces fiery grow
'Hunah! they shout, 'leap ou.-leap OUT
Bang, bang, the sledges 60:
Hurrah! the jetted hghtnings
Are Kissing high and low;
hailing lount OF fire is struck
AT every up heaved blow;
The leathern mail rebounds the hail;
The rafting cinders strow
The ground around; at every bound
The sweltering fountains Aow:
And thick and loud, the shrinking crowd.
AT every stroke, pant 'ho!'
Leap out, leap out, my masters;
Leap out aud lay ON load! esaa e
i. Is forge gOodIy anchor;
bower thick and broad;
For heart Of oak is hanging
AT every blow, bode;
And see the good ship riding,
All in perilous road,
The low reef roaring on her lee:
The roll OF Ocean pour'd
From stem 10 stem, sea after sea; ~
The mainInast by the board;
The bulwarks down, the ruddsr gone;
The boats stove al the chains;
But courage still, brave mariners
The bower yet remains, @#
And not an inch 10 finch he deigns,
Save when ye pitch sky high,
Then moves his head, as though he said.
Fear nohing-here am L. 4.
In livid and obdurate gloom,
He darkens down at last
shapely one be is, and strong,
As e'er from cat was cast. t
Q trusted aud trust worthy guard, Asn @
II though hadst life like me,
What pleasures would thy tolls reward.
Beneath tile deep green sea; h|@,
o deep sea diver, who might then
Behold such sights as those! a
The hoary monsters palaces,
Methihks what JOY 'twere now
To 90 plumb punging down amid
The assembly Of the whales, a, yf
And feel the churn'd sea round me boil sat
Beneath their scourging tails!
lodger in the sea. kings halls. s*a ,3s
Couldst thou but understand &,.a s
Whose be the white bones by thy side, ts,,.
Or who that dripping band
Slow swaying in the heaving waves.
That round about thee bend, t4 s
With sounds like breakers in . dream, i..lsl b
Blessing their ancient friend
Oh! co0ld'st thou know what heroes glide
With larger steps round thee,
Thine iron sides would swell with pride;
Thou dst leap within the sea! aI#3 3.
Give honor 10 their memories,
Who left the pleasant strand, tt%
To shed their blood 50 freely, tg 9}t
For the love Of Father .lanl-- tl tF +sa.e.,.ss,
Who left their chance Of quiet age.
And grassy church yard grave,
30 freely, for restless bed y!
Amid the tossing wave u5.tti s.
Oh! though our anchor may not be
All have londly sung,
Honor him for their memory
Whose boi'es he goes among! &