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THE BREAKING WAVES
DASHED HIGH

(^THE PILGRIM FATHERS)



BY



FELICIA HEMANS



WITH DESIGNS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY



ENGRAVED BY ANDREW



BOSTON
LEE AND SHEPARD, PUBLISHERS
NEW YORK: CHARLES T. DILLINGHAM
1883



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1879,

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HE breaking- waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast,
And the woods against a stormy sky
Their giant branches toss'd ;

And the heavy night hung dark

The hills and water o'er,
When a band of exiles moored their bark

On the wild New England shore.




OT as the conqueror comes,
They, the true-hearted, came ;
Not with the roll of the stirring drums,
And the trumpet that sings of fame ;




Not as the flying come,
In silence and in fear; —

They shook the depths of the desert
gloom
With their hymns of lofty cheer.




MIDST the storm they sang,
And the stars heard and the sea ;
And the sounding aisles of the dim woods
rang
To the anthem of the free !





HE ocean-eagle soared
If" From his nest by the white wave's
foam;

And the rocking pines of the forest roared —
This was their welcome home !




There were men with hoary hair
Amidst that pilgrim band ; —

Why had they come to wither there,
Away from their childhood's land ?

There was woman's fearless eye,
Lit by her deep love's truth ;

There was manhood's brow serenely high,
And the fiery heart of youth.




What sought they thus afar ? —
Bright jewels of the mine ?

The weahh of seas, the spoils of war ?
They sought a faith's pure shrine!



Ay, call it holy ground,

The soil where first they trod —
They have left unstained what there they
found, —

Jrccbom to toorsljip (J3oli.



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ILLUSTRATED

HYMNS AND POEMS.



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THAT GLORIOUS SONG OF OLD.

BY EDMUND HAMILTON SEARS. ILLUSTRATIONS BY ALFHED FREDERICKS.

RING OUT, WILD BELLS.

BY ALFRED TENNYSON. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. B. HU.MPHREY.

HE GIVETH HIS BELOVED SLEEP.

BY ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY.

HOME, SWEET HOME.

BY JOHN HOWARD PAYNE. ILLUSTRATIONS BV MISS L. B. HUMPHREY.

O WHY SHOULD THE SPIRIT OF MORTAL BE
PROUD?

BY WILLIAM KNOX. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. E. HUMPHREY.

ABIDE WITH ME.

BY HENRY FRANCIS LYTE. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY,

ROCK OF AGES.

BY AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADV. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY.

THE BREAKING WAVES DASHED HIGH.

BY FELICIA HE.MANS. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. D. HUMPHREY.

NEARER, MY GOD, TO THEE.

DY SARAH FLOWI'R ADAMS. ILLUSTRATIONS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY.



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