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SONNETS. 3O9 XVo ' TO THE SEA. CHxz? of God's works ! whether in grand' repose, Or majesty of turbulence, to me Still art thou beautiful, most glorious sea, Alike, when on thy mirror morning ?1ows, And twilight's curtains dimly round thee close; �How it expands the soul, to gaze on thee s Stupendous emblem of Eternity ! Where, .its. dilated ?lance the Spirit throws At once to heaven, and, unimpeded, knows That only for its boundless bounda?. And, oh, thy voice my lonely temper suits, Whether, in thanders? it proclaim, and prove The Deity's tremendous attributes, Or softly whisper, that his Name is Love !' ......... ?Google
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