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in a New World. Ceremonies of the first interview. Rites of hospitality. The ghost of Cazziva.
Two months pass away, and an Angel, appearing in a dream to Columbus, thus addresses him: “ Return to Europe ; though your Adversaries, such is the will of Heaven, shall let loose the hurricane against you. A little while shall they triumph; insinuating themselves into the hearts of your fol. lowers, and making the World, which you came to bless, a scene of blood and slaughter. Yet is there cause for rejoicing. Your work is done. The cross of Christ is planted here; and, in due time, all things shall be made perfect.”
THE VOYAGE OF COLUMBUS.
Night-Columbus on the Atlantic—the Variation of the Compass,
Say who, when age on age had rolled away,
Him, ere the birth of Time by Heaven designed
'Twas night. The Moon, o'er the wide wave, disclosed Her awful face; and Nature's self reposed; When, slowly rising in the azure sky, Three white sails shone—but to no mortal eye, Entering a boundless sea. In slumber cast, The very ship-boy, on the dizzy mast, Half breathed his orisons ! Alone unchanged, Calmly, beneath, the great Commander ranged, Thoughtful not sad; and, as the planet grew, His noble form, wrapt in his mantle blue, Athwart the deck a deepening shadow threw. “Thee hath it pleased— Thy will be done!” he said, Then sought his cabin ; and, their garments spread, Around him lay the sleeping as the dead, When, by his lamp to that mysterious Guide, On whose still counsels all his hopes relied, That Oracle to man in mercy given, Whose voice is truth, whose wisdom is from heaven,
Who over sands and seas directs the stray,
COLUMBUS erred not. In that awful hour, Sent forth to save, and girt with Godlike power, And glorious as the regent of the sun,t An Angel came! He spoke, and it was done! He spoke, and, at his call, a mighty Wind, Not like the fitful blast, with fury blind, But deep, majestic, in its destined course, Sprung with unerring, unrelenting force, From the bright East. Tides duly ebbed and flowed; Stars rose and set; and new horizons glowed ;
* Herrera, dec. I. lib. i. c. 9.
| Rev. xix. 17.
Yet still it blew! As with primeval sway
T'he Voyage continued.
.“ What vast foundations in the Abyss are there, As of a former world? Is it not where ATLANTIC kings their barbarous pomp displayed ; Sunk into darkness with the realms they swayed, When towers and temples, thro’ the closing wave, A glimmering ray of ancient splendour gaveAnd we shall rest with them.—Or are we thrown" (Each gazed on each, and all exclaimed as one) " Where things familiar cease and strange begin, All progress barred to those without, within ?