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L AYS AND LEGENDS.
By THOMAS HERBERT NOYES, JUNR,
280. m. 2457
When first upon the unknown Sea of Fame
Dame Fortune hailed my venture with a smile, The breakers roared less loudly for a while ; What if two harmless squalls swept fiercely by, The sun ne'er veiled his quickening beams on high ; What if some fleecy cloudlets gently played Across his face, they cast a friendly shade; The storms were hushed, the tempests ceased to roar, The wild waves broke less wildly on the shore, The black rocks reared their heads above the spray, The ragged reefs forbore to block the way, The buoys, that rocked upon the gentle swell, Marked out the maze of devious channels well, And so my gallant bark steered safely through The broken waters with her classic crew, And gentle breezes filled her swelling sails And wafted to their port her lyric bales. Now that she weighs her anchor yet once more, And cheerily prepares to quit the shore, Not witless of her course, nor unaware Of all the perils she is doomed to dare, Why should she fear lest any baleful star With rays malign her hopeful lot should mar?
Or why forbear to summon to her side
13th April, 1868.