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[This tale is founded on an article which appeared in the Buckinyhamshire Herald, for Saturday, June 1, 1793:- Glasgow, May 23. In a block, or pulley, near the head of the mast of a gabert, now lying at the Broomie. law, there is a chaffinch's nest and four eggs. The nest was built while the vessel lay at Greenock, and was followed hither by both birds. Though the block is occasionally lowered for the inspection of the curious, the birds have not forsaken the nest. The cock, however, visits the nest but seldom, while the hen never loares it but when she descends to the hull for food. ]
THE STORMY PETREL.
And only seeketh her rocky lair
At once on the waves on their stormy The sails are scattered abroad like weeds; wing! The strong masts shake like quivering reeds; The mighty cables and iron chains,
O'er the deep! o'er the deep! The hull, which all earthly strength dis- Where the whale and the shark and the dains
swordfish sleep, They strain and they crack; and hearts like Outflying the blast and the driving rain, stone
The petrel telleth her tale in vain. Their natural hard proud strength disown. For the mariner curseth the warning bird
Which bringeth him news of the storm Up and down! up and down!
unheard. From the base of the wave to the billow's Ah! thus does the prophet of good or ill crown;
Meet hate from the creatures he serveth And 'midst the flashing and feathery foam still; The stormy-petrel finds a home;
Yet he never falters--so, petrel, spring A home, if such a place may be,
Once more o'er the waves on thy stormy For her who lives on the wide wide sea,