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 MISCELLANEOUS PO F..MS. A TRUE INCIDENT. WAVEIEY,, our bark had glided dow thy stream, And now was anchor'd on thy peaceful lake, Cloudless the' sky, and bright the. western beam, When, hark, upon the ear, what thunders reak ? It was stem ocean, near yet unbeheld, Which on its shore with ceaseless murmur swell'd. �wasa strange contrast; all so calm around, Heav'n, earth, and water, smiling and serene, While still that restless, fluctuating sound Struck. the one discord to th' harmonious scene; And still we 10v.'d our tranquil lake the more, For the wild .c0ntrast of that ocean's roar. Oh, thus; however near the world's wild sea, On the calm current of domestic joy, May the smooth lapse of all my voyage be, Where ruder waves can reach not, no destroy, Where, anchor'd safe, their rage I may endure, And only hear their sound, to feel myself secure. Lowestoff, August, 1817. ......... Google

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