A SEA-SOUND.

Hush! hush! 'Tis the voice of the sea to the land, As it breaks on the desolate strand, With a chime to the strenuous wave of life That throbs in the quivering sand. Hush! hush! Each requiem tone as it dies, With a soul that is parting, sighs; For the tide rolls back from the pulseless clay As the foam in the tempest flies. Hush! hush! O throb of the restless sea! All hearts are attuned to thee— All pulses beat with thine ebb and flow To the rhyme of Eternity! John B. Tabb.