And sighed because the real was unknown.
Silent and passionless our hearts had beat
For months, and feared thou hadst resigned thy sway,
And earth-cares closely clung around our feet,
When sprung thy “Ocean-Born” to joyous day.
Thy beauteous “Garcia,” pure as e’er a star,
Called forth all pity, sympathy and love;
We dreaded lest the ending, darkling far,
Would all too fierce and desp’rate for her prove;
But for the son who, born of such a pair,