. William De Morgan and his wife . allWhich the sleeping, soft, is shrouding,Wakening to the tempests call. 8 Oer the desert widely ranging,Flcishing on its sandy planes, Far oer imknown wilds advancingWhere drear desolation reigns. 9 Hark the ocean billows raging, Shouting loud their triumph song,As the wrecks, sad witness bearingTo their victry, drift along. lO *On the foaming pathways glancingUrging on the firy (sic) horseSee the riders swiftly flashingOer the sailors wave-tossd corse. II * Drear the scene—^the tempest howling Greets the phantoms gladdened ear-But the moments onward wearing
. William De Morgan and his wife . allWhich the sleeping, soft, is shrouding,Wakening to the tempests call. 8 Oer the desert widely ranging,Flcishing on its sandy planes, Far oer imknown wilds advancingWhere drear desolation reigns. 9 Hark the ocean billows raging, Shouting loud their triumph song,As the wrecks, sad witness bearingTo their victry, drift along. lO *On the foaming pathways glancingUrging on the firy (sic) horseSee the riders swiftly flashingOer the sailors wave-tossd corse. II * Drear the scene—^the tempest howling Greets the phantoms gladdened ear-But the moments onward wearingBid the lingring dawn appear. 12 * See the pale grey streaks are spreading Heralding the coming day ;On their breath an angel floatingClothed in glorious array. 13 * Lo, of Peace the banner raising. Calm, she lulls the restless sea;While the hurrican abating Frighted, makes the Spectre flee. 14 See those cloud-barred gates that openingShow the awful sights of flame high inward rollingCurhng smoke, and deafning din 1. o CO - a; .- «u «— HP^ * >, a 4^ f 2 c ^^-^ » ..^A rf^ . ■ ■« ■ .^ ^ > >* C _ O a o — o 7-43 fa o 2 i .i ^ ja 1 iPcS h 0) QQO o ■ MC M 5 K ■aes PEN-DRIFT l6> 15 •Now the fork-legged courser, startingPanting snorts the murky air ;Vain the Spii-it madly struggling—Both are doomd to enter there. 16 •Feel its tightened hold relaxingAs it drops the trembling child ;See its hideous form that, in that chaos wild. 17 * Now those drearsome portals closing Hide that place of woe from sight,Till, when next the doors unfolding,All shall aid the whirlwinds flight. 18 * Angel forms are brightly beamin
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