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He call'd aloud—“ Say, father, say

If yet my task is done ?"
He knew not that the chieftain lay

Unconscious of his son.

“ Speak, Father!" once again he cried,

“If I may yet be gone !"
And but the booming shots replied,

And fast the flames rolld on.
Upon his brow he felt their breath,

And in his waving hair ;
And look'd from that lone post of death,

In still, yet brave despair.
And shouted but once more aloud,

« My Father! “must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud,

The wreathing'fires made way.
They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,

They caught the flag on high,
And stream'd above the gallant child

Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder sound

The boy-oh! were was he?
Ask of the winds that far around
With fragments strew'd the sea !

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,

That well had borne their part-
But the noblest thing that perish'd there,

Was that young faithful heart.


The breaking waves dashed high

On a stern and rock-bound coast; And the woods, against a stormy sky,

Their giant branches tossed;

And the heavy night hung dark,

The hills and waters o'er,
When a band of exiles moored their bark

On the wild New England shore.
Not as the conqueror comes,

They, the true-hearted, came ;-
Not with the roll of the stirring drums,

And the trumpet that sings of fame;
Not as the flying come,

In silence, and in fear :-
They shook the depths of the desert's gloom

With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Amidst the storm they sang,

And the stars heard, and the sea;
And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang

To the anthem of the free.
The ocean-eagle soared,

From his nest, by the white wave's foam, And the rocking pines of the forest roared :

This was their welcome home.

There were men with hoary hair

Amidst that pilgrim band :
Thy had they come to wither there,
Away from their childhood's land ?

There was woman's fearless eye,

Lit by her deep love's truth;
There was manhood's brow serenely high,

And the fiery heart of youth.
What sought they thus afar ?

Bright jewels of the mine?
The wealth of seas ? the spoils of war ?

They sought a faith's pure shrine.
Ay, call it holy ground,

The soil where first they trod!
They have left unstained what there they found

Freedom to worship God!

WORKS OF THE CORAL INSECT Though some species of corals are found in all climates, they abound chiefly in the tropical regionş. In particular, the larger and more solid kinds seem to have chosen those climates for their habitation; while the more tender and minute, the Flustras for example, occur in the colder seas.

These animals vary from the size of a pin's head, or even less, to somewhat more than the bulk of a pea; and it is by the persevering efforts of creatures so insignificant, working in myriads, and working through ages, that the enormous structures in question are erected.

Enormous we may well call them, when the great Coral Reef of New Holland alone is a thousand miles in length, and when its altitude, though yet scarcely fathomed in twenty places, cannot range to

less than between one and two thousand feet. It is a mountain ridge, that would reach almost three times from one extremity of England to the other, with the height of Ingleborough, or that of the ordinary and prevailing class of the Scottish mountains. And this is the work of insects, whose dimensions are less than those of a house fly. It is perfectly overwhelming.

But what is even this. The whole of the Pacific Ocean is crowded with islands of the same architecture, the produce of the same insignificant architects. An animal harely possessing life, scarcely appearing to possess volition, tied down to its narrow cell, ephemeral in existence, is daily, hourly, creating the habitations of men, of animals, of plants. It is founding a new continent; it is constructing a new world.

These are among the wonders of His mighty hand; such are among the means which He uses to forward His ends of benevolence. Yet man, vain man, pretends to look down on the myriads of beings equally insignificant in appearance, because he has not yet discovered the great offices which they hold, the duties which they fulfil, in the great order of nature.

If we have said that the Coral insect is creating a new continent, we have not said more than the truth. Navigators now know that the Great Southern Ocean is not only crowded with those islands, but that it is crowded with submarine rocks of the same nature, rapidly growing up to the surface, where, at length overtopping the ocean, they are destined to form new habitations for man to extend his dominion.

They grow and unite into circles and ridges, and ultimately they become extensive tracts. This process cannot cease while those animals exist and pro

pagate. It must increase in an accelerating ratio ; and the result will be, that, by the wider union of such islands, an extensive archipelago, and at length a continent must be formed.

This process is equally visible in the Red Sea. It is daily becoming less and less navigable, in consequence of the growth of its Coral rocks; and the day is to come, when, perhaps, one plain will unite the opposed shores of Egypt and Arabia.

But let us here also admire the wonderful provision which is made, deep in the earth, for completing the work which those animals have commenced. And we may here note the contrast between the silent and unmarked labours of working myriads, operating by an universal and long ordained law, and the sudden, the momentary, effort of a power, which, from the rarity of its exertion, seems to be especially among the niiraculous interpositions of the Creator.

It is the volcano and the earthquake that are to complete the structure which the coral insect has laid ; to elevate the mountain, and form the valley, to introduce beneath the equator the range of climate which belongs to the temperate regions, and to lay the great hydraulic engine, by which the clouds are collected to fertilize the earth, which causes the spring to burst forth and the rivers to flow.

And this is the work of one short hour.-If the coral insect was not made in vain, neither was it for destruction that God ordained the volcano and the earthquake. Thus also, by means so opposed, so contrasted, is one single end attained. And that end is the welfare, the happiness of man.

If man has but recently opened his eyes on the important facts which we have now stated, his chemistry is still unable to explain them. Whence all

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