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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