And with our treasure keep our hearts on high;
The spirit meek, and yet by pain unshaken,
The faith, the love, the lofty constancy—
Guide us where these are with our sister flown:
They were of Thee, and thou hast claim’d thine own!
THE SOUND OF THE SEA.
Thou art sounding on, thou mighty sea!
For ever and the same;
The ancient rocks yet ring to thee—
Those thunders naught can tame.