SONNET IX. Stately yon vessel sails adown the tide To some far-distant land adventurous bound; The sailors busy cries from side to side Pealing among the echoing rocks resound : Who sorrows for a child or husband there? Will wake and tremble in her boding prayer? So may her voice be heard, and Heaven be kind!.. Go gallant ship, and be thy fortune fair! G SONNET X. O God! have mercy in this dreadful hour What were it now to toss upon the waves,.. The maddened waves and know no succour near; The howling of the storm alone to hear And the wild sea that to the tempest raves; SONNET XI. She comes majestic with her swelling'sails To view the port desir'd, he only knows And watch'd all anxious every wind that blows. G 2 SONNET XII. A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee Close muffled up, and on thy dreary way, Or taste the old October brown and bright. |