Say not, ‘The sea shall be no more.’
“Its tides have seen Thy godlike face—
Look down into its hidden graves,
Have felt Thy feet in solemn pace
Pass through the valley of its waves.
Fisher of Galilee! We pray,
Let not the Earth Sea pass away.”
“Weel, Sir, will you give me the bit paper now?”
“I want you to give it to me. In a year I should 244 like to read it again, and see how you have improved.”
“Take your will wi’ it, Sir.”