BRYAN W. PROCTOR.
The Sea.
The sea! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
I never was on the dull, tame shore,
But I loved the great sea more and more.
ALFRED TENNYSON.
Locksley Hall.
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force,
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.