New-York daily tribune., 1843-01-30
Aetters trom Europe No. +.
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more ,ravelworn than Arabia retrsa. hate this
skipping over the ocean 9 not worth mention
ipg' 70 burs, On the reader from the middle OF
como Continent.
The Mary Phillips, beautiful Mobile facket
with noble commander, spread her ss'is 10 &c
noa with only one cabin passenger beside our own
circle consisting Of friend and his family and
myself long voyage was before US, ard we
rrepared .rerv thing We could suggest relieve
it. ,sdiom. expected to feel the frs, grand sen
..,;oo as I saw the blue hills Of my fa,her. Ia nd
sink into the western SKY. Nothing ss2med
TO ma more poetic or pathetic than Byron's fare
well to the land Of bis birth
Adieu. adiep-spy native land
Fades DER tic waters blue, - tc.
AZ saw the dim shores die away in The dis
,anee. | expected the thousand fond recollec,ions
of homo and it's quiet joys, perhaps to be mine
no moro forever-,he deep yearning heart towarP
the land I had ,rod from my Infancy, and row left
an invalid with the uncertainty and solitude OF the
sea would quite unman me. But nothing cou'd
be farther from the truth. The sadness | had
often Eel, in imagination absent in the reality
we cleared the harbor, broush Int on that strange
sensation in ones head and stomach which en-
tirely upsets his roctty-and by the time Nerer-
sink 6eeda to sink bcyuHd Tie waters, cared Tor
neither home nor country. Yet as the setting sun
lef, bis farewell on the waters and the blue sky
seemed to bend 50 lovingly oYer The vessel as II
aoatea me away from the land loved, thought
II u,as ouite 100 Pagan to feel no sadness. 80
bsgan to repea. to myself those sweet lines OF
Bvron bur made more rhymes than the ilius,r
.a. Doe, himself II uttered aloud they would
have run:
Adru hd,eu-rny native land (ugb, uEh,)
Fades DER the waters blue tughJ
could re, no farther and even when the broad
round moon rode up the gorgeous nigh,-heavea',
making the vessels wake path Of molten silverto
,hs eve, nor the efTsrt more successful Not
the sweet moon and swee,er stars. nor the broad
heaving sea, fading Neversiuk itself whip UP
any sentiment. fully agreed with Plato for the
time that the soul was located in :he s,omnch--at
least they sym patAi=cd like two brothers Ear
whole week we were a most doiorous group. The
ladies below sat around the cabin Paic and Ian
ruid-the two gentlemen above lay rolled up like
the Jolly boat, sometimes the rail, would
watch by the hour the passing clouds to escape
the dizziness created by the rolling of the ship
But the captain said mast cat, and II was
amusing to witness the desperate attempts 10
swallow little broth. One noon as lay on The
forward deck, sick go into the cabin, hap
pened 70 cast my eye through the open door and
lsaw my companions around the dinner table. They
la, pale and langud, the whole countcoanco ca
pressing unu,terable loa,hng-one hand erasPing
The table that stood angle of about forty-five
degrees the other feeling about listlessly for the
food Near by stood the short, chubby steward,
like the leaning tower Of Pisa-his neck out
stretched and looking as earnest and solemn as IT
life and death depending on the sccfre before
him. For a moment forgot my own wrctchcd-
ness in the udicrousness OF the picture. just
then heard groan, and turning round saw
s,eesage passenger-an I,aliau-(a perfect Bona
par,e in form, by the way,) stretched at his full
length on a bale of cotton, and his coantenance
expressing even more DISCUS, than my American
friends "Ah ha ~ said l. "coms s,aba bsne ~
You should have seen the iuimitable face he made
up, ss placing his hand on his ample stomach he
replied "Poco-bane, Signore "a lite on the
ocean wave" is pleasan, thing to sing about, es-
pecally il you are in snug warm room and
have Russell to sing il, but those who try II hnd
the chorus has never yet been written.
Tho sleeping, rather not sleeping, IN 'n's-
esable berth six feet BY ,wo holding on to the ono
above you to prevent being thrown out-'he eating
like an Eastern devotee bowing over his sactbce
the pitching and tossing Of the ship against
head.wind on the heavy brcaAers-he long, mo-
nosoaous days and often restless nshis-the wea'
y,oms Gains aud fearful storms. and more than all
the yearning after the green quiet Garth make
sea.yoyage irksome and sickening. !, Is true
.h.re Ia some relief to this There is a beauty at
,imes on The ocean. IN It's changes and cait'c's,
,ha, break the ,edium would otherwise teel.-
think I bave nevor enjoyed mere MS more
keensy than when sitting in clear day tar out on
the Giving lib boem | have careercd with the ca
reer,ng vessel. and looking back down the keel
watched the wa,crs part ard foam away iion the
cIsaviur bows Next to this II is pleasant when
,be sea 10 gently rough" to sit On the tormast
ward and look abroad on the great solcmn ocean
and catching the vessels that Gre lowering DIM
and distant in the horizon, send down SAL no,
10 the dreaming grsur on deck rs pleasant
la, -, Lam over tho tnffrnil and watch The ralhbow
dolphias slowly swimming after The weasel o' INC
ncrnoises foundering ahead, while perhaps ihe
hl,ck 6n of a shark is cou,bns the water IN The
si.,ance. A clear evening on the quarter deck
-, ~. .,f, South wind ,ust fills the sails thai
ARE rsn:ly swelling in the ish, ss The moon a"a
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