No more within my mantle could I hide;
It falls again, and ye ne'er cease to strive.
"Am I," cries she, "such a stranger here,
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Silence fearful as the grave!In the mighty waste of ocean
SLUMBER and Sleep, two brethren ordain'd by the gods to their service,
With my sharp axe split at last.
One true look at length to find,That its worth can rightly treasure.
"I'll bear thee, mother, across the swell,
A MASTER of a country schoolJump'd up one day from off his stool,Inspired with firm resolve to tryTo gain the best society;So to the nearest baths he walk'd,And into the saloon he stalk'd.He felt quite. startled at the door,Ne'er having seen the like before.To the first stranger made he nowA very low and graceful bow,But quite forgot to bear in mindThat people also stood behind;His left-hand neighbor's paunch he struckA grievous blow, by great ill luck;Pardon for this he first entreated,And then in haste his bow repeated.His right hand neighbor next he hit,And begg'd him, too, to pardon it;But on his granting his petition,Another was in like condition;These compliments he paid to all,Behind, before, across the hall;At length one who could stand no more,Show'd him impatiently the door.