Let wave to wave resound his praise,
And shore reply to shore.
While monsters sporting on the flood
In scaly silver shine,
Speak terribly their Maker—God,
And lash the foaming brine."
CHAPTER XXVI.
Ben getting into trouble—finds out his old friend governor Keith to be a black sheep—and learns that a good trade and virtuous habits are the best wealth that a father can give his son.
"Who dares think one thing and another tell,
My soul abhors him like the gates of hell."