Classic Poem

FROM MS., " THE SEA-BRIDE "

Behold the world's great wonder,
The Sovereign Star arise!
'Midst Ocean's sweet low thunder,
Earth's silence and the skies'.

The sea's rough slope ascending,
He steps in all his beams,
Each wave beneath him bending,
His throne of glory seems.

Of red clouds round and o'er him
His canopy is roll'd,
The broad ooze burns before him,
A field of cloth of gold.

Now strike his proud pavilion!
He mounts the blue sublime,
And throws in many a million
His wealth from clime to clime.