THE SECRET OF THE SEA.

They stand at twilight by the rippling ocean, A youth and maiden, as they plight their troth, And perfect faith and infinite devotion Have made their dwelling in the hearts of both. They will be wedded when his cruise is ended, “And that will not be long, love!” murmurs he; But whether lives shall be hereafter blended As yet remains a secret of the sea! Across the waters now his ship is sailing Erect and stately, for the wind is fair, And she who watches knows that love unfailing Is ever present with her dear one there! When from her sight his form at last is hidden, “It will not be for long, love!” murmurs she; But whether meeting hence shall be forbidden As yet remains a secret of the sea! The years pass onward, but no tidings reach her Of him who still is to her brave heart dear; But, hoping still, she prays that Hope may teach her To bear the burthen of her growing fear. She trusts to his last words, despairing never, “Your promise, love, you yet will keep to me!” But whether now his lips are hushed for ever Remains, untold, a secret of the sea!