NAVAL SONGS. Tss? sailor sighs as sinks his native shore, As all its lessening turrets bluely fade, He climbs the ?ast to feast his eyes once more, And bu?y Fancy fondly lends her aid. Ah! now each dear do?nestic scene _he knew, ?/ecall'd and cherish'd in a foreign elime, Charms with the magic of a sr?onlight view, Its colors mellow'd not impair'd by lime. True as the needle, homeward poin4s his heart, Through all the horrors of the stormy main; This the last wish that would with life depart, To meet the smiles of her he loves again. When morn first faintly draws her silver line, Or eve's gray cloud descends to drink the wave, When sea and sky in midnight darkness join, Still, still he views the parting look she gave. Her gentle spirit, lightly hovering o'er, Attends his little bark from pole to pole: And when the heating billows round him mar, Whispers aweet hope to soothe his troubled soul Carv'd is her name in many a spicy grove, In many a plainrain-forest, waving .wide, Where dusky youths in painted plumage rove, .And giant palms o'er-arch the golden tide. But 1o! at last he comes with crowded sail, Lo! o'er th? eAiff what eager figures hemt,
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