...of the waves his own: And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of Ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. SCENE AFTER A SUMMER SHOWER. BY A. NORTON. THE rain is o'er. How dense and bright Yon pearly clouds...

...of the wave his own ; And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the Coral Grove. MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. MY mother's grave, my mother's grave l Oh ! dreamless is her slumber there, And...

...of the waves his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of Ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grova. Hebrew Melody. — MRS. JG BROOKS. Jeremiah x. 17. FROM the hall of our fathers in anguish we...

...of the waves his own : And when the ship from his fury flies Where the myriad voices of ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...murmur tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the coral-grove. ' LESSON XV. Roar of the Sea. — ANON. VOICE of the mighty deep, Piercing the drowsy...

...his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky aides, And demons are waiting the wreck on shore : Then far...tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the Coral Grove. MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. MY mother's grave, my mother's grave I Oh ! dreamless is her slumber there, And...

...of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of ocean roar. When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons'...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. DECLINE OF THE IMAGINATION. WHT have ye linger'd on your way so long, Bright visions, who were wont...

...JAMES G. PERCIVAL. ij^ Allegretto con^Gfraziosq. , __ — |^gffiS^EEptz^SicqdS^ S±±j5^StfcS±SE^? On thy fair bosom silver lake, The wild swan spreads his snowy sail; A ::-:i::»c«: -- .. •- -4-9-4-^4-4- -• e ® « « « rouiiii his breast the ripples break, As...

...of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. THE LOST HUNTER. BY ALFRED B. STREET. NUMB'D by the piercing, freezing air, And burden'd by his game,...

...ocean roar, And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the waves his own: When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...far below in the peaceful sea The purple mullet and gold fish rove, Where the waters murmur tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. TO...

...ocean roar, And demons are waiting the wreck on shore; When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, Then far below in the peaceful sea, The purple mullet...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. YE clouds, who are the ornament of heaven, Who give to it its gayest shadowings, And its most awful...