Oh turn and save! To thee, with streaming eyes, To thee each widow kneels, each orphan cries! Who now, condemned the lingering hours to tell, Think and but think of those they loved so well!"

All melt in tears! but what can tears avail? These climb the mast, and shift the swelling sail. These snatch the helm; and round me now I hear Smiting of hands, out-cries of grief and fear,* (That in the aisles at midnight haunt me still, Turning my lonely thoughts from good to ill) "Were there no graves-none in our land," they cry, "That thou hast brought us on the deep to die?" Silent with sorrow, long within his cloak His face he muffled-then the HERO spoke. "Generous and brave! when God himself is here, Why shake at shadows in your mid career? He can suspend the laws himself designed, He walks the waters, and the winged wind; Himself your guide! and yours the high behest, To lift your voice, and bid a world be blest! And can you shrink? to you, to you consigned The glorious privilege to serve mankind!

* Voci alte e fioche, e suon di man con elle.-Dante.

Oh had I perished, when my failing frame*
Clung to the shattered oar mid wrecks of flame!
-Was it for this I lingered life away,

The scorn of Folly, and of Fraud the prey; †
Bowed down my mind, the gift His bounty gave,
At courts a suitor, and to slaves a slave?

-Yet in His name whom only we should fear,
('Tis all, all I shall ask, or you shall hear)
Grant but three days"-He spoke not uninspired;
And each in silence to his watch retired.

* His miraculous escape, in early life, during a sea-fight off the coast of Portugal.-Hist. c. 5.

Nudo nocchier, promettitor di regni!

By the Genoese and the Spaniards he was regarded as a man resolved on a wild dedication of himself to unpathed waters, undreamed shores;" and the court of Portugal endeavoured to rob him of the glory of his enterprise, by secretly dispatching a vessel in the course which he had pointed out. "Lorsqu'il avait promis un nouvel hémisphère," says Voltaire, avait soutenu que cet hémisphère ne pouvait exister; et quand il l'eut découvert, on prétendit qu'il avait été connu depuis long-temps."

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He used to affirm, that he stood in need of God's particular assistance; like Moses, when he led forth the people of Israel, who forbore to lay violent hands upon him, because of the miracles which God wrought by his means. " said the Admiral," did it happen to me on that voyage." Hist. c. 19.

So,"

At length among us came an unknown Voice! "Go, if ye will; and, if ye can, rejoice.

Go, with unbidden guests the banquet share.
In his own shape shall Death receive you there."

"And so easily," says a Commentator," are the workings of the Evil one overcome by the power of God!"

* This denunciation, fulfilled as it appears to be in the eleventh canto, may remind the reader of the Harpy's in Virgil.-Æn. III. v. 247.

TWICE in the zenith blazed the orb of light;
No shade, all sun, insufferably bright!
Then the long line found rest-in coral groves
Silent and dark, where the sea-lion roves :-
And all on deck, kindling to life again,
Sent forth their anxious spirits o'er the main.
"Oh whence, as wafted from Elysium, whence
These per fumes, strangers tothe raptured sense?

These boughs of gold, and fruits of heavenly hue,
Tinging with vermeil light the billows blue?
And (thrice, thrice blessed is the eye that spied,
The hand that snatched it sparkling in the tide)
Whose cunning carved this vegetable bowl*,
Symbol of social rites, and intercourse of soul?"
Such to their grateful ear the gush of springs,
Who course the ostrich, as away she wings;
Sons of the desert! who delight to dwell
'Mid kneeling camels round the sacred well;
Who, ere the terrors of his pomp be passed,
Fall to the demon in the redd'ning blast +.

The sails were furled: with many a melting close, Solemn and slow the evening-anthem rose,

Rose to the Virgin.

'Twas the hour of day,

When setting suns o'er summer-seas display

* Ex ligno lucido confectum, et arte mirâ laboratum. P. Martyr. dec. i. 5.

The Simoom.

Salve, regina. Herrera, I. i. 12.-It was the usual service, and always sung with great solemnity. "I remember one evening," says Oviedo, "when the ship was in full sail, and all the men were on their knees, singing Salve, regina," &c. Rela cion Sommaria.—The hymn, O Sanctissima, is still to be heard after sunset along the shores of Sicily, and its effect may be better conceived than described.