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Lines. WRITTEN AT SORRENTO C. P. Cranch
ON A BOOK OF SEA-MOSSES J. T. Fields
Sir Chas. Sedley
"As SHIPS BECALMED
COME o'er the green hills to the sunny sea!
The boundless sea that washeth many lands, Where shells unknown to England, fair and free,
Lie brightly scatter'd on the gleaming sands. There, 'midst the hush of slumbering ocean's roar,
We'll sit and watch the silver-tissued waves Creep languidly along the basking shore,
And kiss thy gentle feet, like Eastern slaves.
And we will take some volume of our choice,
Full of a quiet poetry of thought,
Lines which some gifted mind hath sweetly wrought; And I will listen, gazing on thy face,
(Pale as some cameo on the Italian shell!) Or looking out across the far blue space,
Where glancing sails to gentle breezes swell.
Come forth! The sun hath flung on Thetis' breast
The glittering tresses of his golden hair;