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Show ( x8o ] Oft o'er thy lovely daughters, haplefs PIERCE! 219 Her fighs {hall breathe, her forrows dew their hearfe.With brow upturn'd to Heaven," WE WILL NOT PART!" He cried, and clafp'd the1n to his aching heart.- Da!h'd in dread confliCt on the rocky grounds, Cra!h the {hock' d mafis, the fiaggering wreck rebounds; Through gaping feams the ruil1ing deluge fwims, 2 2 5 Chills their pal~ bofoms, bathes their iliuddering limbs, Climbs their white ihoulders, buoys their fireaming hair, And the lafi fea-fhriek bellows in the air.- Each with loud fobs her tender fire carefs' d, And gafping firain' cl him clofer to her breafi !.- 2 30 tl1ey remained about an hour under water, and hacf two ba-rreTs of air fent cfown to them , but on the fi gnals from below not being again repeated, after a certain time, they were drawn up by their ailifl:ants and both found dead in the bell. Annnal R egifl:er for 1783,. p. ~o6 . Thefe two unhappy events may for a time check the ardnr of ad venturers in traverfing the bottom of the ocean, but it is probable i.n another half century it may be fafer to travel under the ocean than over it, fince Dr. Priefl.l ey's difcovery of procuring pure air in fuch great ab undance from the calces of metals. • Hap!ifs Piace! I. 2 19. The H alfewell EJfl:- I ndiaman, outward bound, was wrecked off S<.:acon.b in the il1e of Purbec on the 6th of January, 1786; when C apt. Pierce, the rommamlu , wi th two young ladies, hi s dau ght e r~, Jnd the greatdl part of the crew :and pallc ngers peri01cd in the fca. Some of the offi cers and about fevcnty feamen cfcaped with great difficulty on the rocks, bnt Capt. P ierce finding it was impoilible to \'ave the lives of the young ladies rcfufccl to quit the !hip, and pcri!hed with them~ r 1 sx ] -Stretch'd on orte bier they fleep beneath th'e brine, And their white bones with ivory arms intwine! VII. " SYLPHS OF NICE EAR! with beating wings You guide The fine vibrations of the aerial tide ; Join in fweet cadences the meafured words, Or fhetch and n1odulate the trembling cords. You {hung to melody the Grecian lyre, 235 Breathed the rapt fong, and fan' d the thought of fire, Or brought in combinations, deep and clear, Immortal harmony to HANDEL's ear.-- 240 You with foft breath attune the vernal gale, When breezy evening broods the lifiening vale ; Or wake the loud tumultuous founds, that dwell In Echo's many-toned diurnal {hell. You melt in dulcet chords, when Zephyr rings 245 The Eolian Harp, and mingle all its firings |
