UNDER THE MIZZEN MAST.
I.
OUTWARD BOUND.
He travels, and I too; I tread his deck,
Ascend his topmast; through his peering eyes
Discover countries; with a kindred heart
Suffer his woes, and share in his escapes;
While Fancy, like the finger of a clock,
Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
Cowper.
