How beautiful she is! How fair 360
She lies within those arms, that press
Her form with many a soft caress
Of tenderness and watchful care!
Sail forth into the sea, O ship!
Through wind and wave, right on-
ward steer!

The moistened eye, the trembling lip,
Are not the signs of doubt or fear.

Sail forth into the sea of life,
O gentle, loving, trusting wife,
And safe from all adversity
Upon the bosom of that sea
Thy comings and thy goings be!
For gentleness and love and trust
Prevail o'er angry wave and gust;
Ard in the wreck of noble lives
Something immortal still survives!

Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O UNION, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,

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With all the hopes of future years, 380 Is hanging breathless on thy fate!

We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel,

Who made each mast, and sail, and rope,

What anvils rang, what hammers beat,

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In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope! Fear not each sudden sound and shock, "T is of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee,

Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,

Our faith triumphant o'er our fears, Are all with thee, - are all with thee!

SEAWEED

WHEN descends on the Atlantic
The gigantic

Storm-wind of the equinox,
Landward in his wrath he scourges
The toiling surges,

Laden with seaweed from the rocks:

deavor

That forever

Haunts me oft, and tarries long, Of the noble Count Arnaldos And the sailor's mystic song.

Like the long waves on a sea-beach,
Where the sand as silver shines,
With a soft, monotonous cadence,
Flow its unrhymed lyric lines;

Telling how the Count Arnaldos,
With his hawk upon his hand,
Saw a fair and stately galley,

Steering onward to the land;

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