Footnotes

[538:1] See Cotton, page [362].

The sea! the sea! the open sea!

The blue, the fresh, the ever free!

The Sea.

I 'm on the sea! I 'm on the sea!

I am where I would ever be,

With the blue above and the blue below,

And silence wheresoe'er I go.

The Sea.

I never was on the dull, tame shore,

But I loved the great sea more and more.

The Sea.

Touch us gently, Time![538:2]

Let us glide adown thy stream

Gently,—as we sometimes glide

Through a quiet dream.

Touch us gently, Time.