The Seven wonders of the world, with their associations in art and history . 0 SEVEN WONDERS OF THE WORLD. They hear no sound, the swell is strong ;Though the wind hath fallen, they drift along^Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock,—* Oh Christ ! it is the Inehcape Rock ! Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair;He cursed himself in his despair;The waves rush in on every side,The ship is sinking beneath the tide. But even in his dying fearOne dreadful sound could the Rover hear,A sound as if, with the Inehcape Bell,The Devil below was ringing his knell. So great in maritime power as is Brita
The Seven wonders of the world, with their associations in art and history . 0 SEVEN WONDERS OF THE WORLD. They hear no sound, the swell is strong ;Though the wind hath fallen, they drift along^Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock,—* Oh Christ ! it is the Inehcape Rock ! Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair;He cursed himself in his despair;The waves rush in on every side,The ship is sinking beneath the tide. But even in his dying fearOne dreadful sound could the Rover hear,A sound as if, with the Inehcape Bell,The Devil below was ringing his knell. So great in maritime power as is Britain, it necessarilyrequires on its iron-bound coast, numerous light-houses. The immense service rendered by these struc-tures to mariners need not here be detailed; andalthough they are not so perfectly arranged as we candesire, the British government has never been chary ofcost to raise lights where wanted, or to improve thosein existence. From the last returns made to parlia-ment, there are, in and on the British isles, 16Spermanent lighthouses, and 20 floating COLOSSUS AT RHODES. THE COLOSSUS OF P^HODES, HYMN OF APOLLO. The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie,Curtaind with star-enwoven tapestries,From the broad moonlight of the sky, Fanning the busy dreams from my dim eyes,—Waken me when their mother, the gray them that dreams and that the moon is gone. * Then I arise, and climbing Heavens blue dome,I walk over the mountains and the my robe upon the ocean foam ; My footsteps pave the clouds with fire ; the cavesAre filld with my bright presence, and the airLeaves the green earth to my embraces bare. ** The sunbeams are my shafts, with which I killDeceit, that loA^es the night and fears the day;All men who do or even imagine ill Fly me, and from the glory of my rayGood minds and open actions take new might,Until diminishd by the reign of night. *I feed the clouds, the rainbows, and the flowers,With their ethereal colours ; the moons glob
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