THE MONSTER.

I. Ho! the great monster, the Sea! Rushing and raging about, Lashing his tail,—he must be Hungry and frantic, no doubt! Oh, should he open his lips,— Woe to the beautiful ships! Beautiful ships, keep away From the great monster to-day! Ho! the wild creature—the Sea! Hungry and fierce he must be! II. Lo! the great monster, asleep, Lying so quietly there! Hear his low breathings so deep! See the wind waving his hair! Ho, little children, come near— Come now and see him!—Don’t fear. Touch his soft mane in your play,— He will not harm you to-day. Lo! the huge creature asleep— Breathing so low and so deep!