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Its strength : like the hand of God it moves-
THE INCHCAPE BELL.
Southey. No stir in the air, no swell on the sea, The ship was still as she might be : The sails from heaven receiv'd no motion. Her keel was steady in the ocean. With neither sign nor sound of shock, The waves flow'd o'er the Inchcape Rock ; So little they rose, so little they fell, They did not move the Inchcape Bell. The pious abbot of Aberbrothock Had plac'd that bell on the Inchcape Rock ; On the waves of the storm it floated and swung, And louder and louder its warning rung. When the rock was hid by the tempest swell, The mariners heard the warning bell ; And then they knew the perilous rock, And bless'd the abbot of Aberbrothock. The float of the Inchcape Bell was seen, A darker spot on the ocean green. Sir Ralph the Rover walk'd the deck, And he fix'd his eye on the darker speck. His eye was on the bell and float; Quoth he—“My men, put out the boat, And row me to the Inchcape RockI'll plague the priest of Aberbrothock!" The boat is lower'd, the boatmen row, And to the Inchcape Rock they go : Sir Ralph leant over from the boat, And cut the warning bell from the float. Down sank the bell with a gurgling sound, The bubbles rose, and burst around : Quoth he" The next who comes to the rock Will not bless the priest of Aberbrothock !”
Sir Ralph the Rover sail'd away ;
the breakers roar ?
William Eglington, Printer, 92, Goswell Street, London.