The National Republican And Ohio Political Register

Selected Poetry.

STANZAS,
Occasioned by seeing a device upon a seal, representing a mariner at his oar gazing at a star, with the following motto: "Si je te perds, je suis perdu." [If I lose thee, I'm lost.]

Shine on, thou bright beam,
Unclouded and free,
From thy high place of calmness,
O'er life's troubled sea;
The morning of promise,
The smooth seas are gone,
And the billows wave wildly,
Thee, fair one, shine on.

The wings of the tempest
May rush o'er thy ray;
But tranquil thou shinest,
Undimmed by its fray;
High, high o'er the world
Where storms are unknown,
Thou dwellest all beauteous,
All glorious, alone.

In the recesses of darkness
The lightning's flash leaps,
O'er the bark of my fortune
Each mad billow sweeps.
From the port of her safety
By warring winds driven,
And no light o'er her course;
But ye lone one of Heaven,

Yet fear not, thou frail one,
The hour may be near
When thy own sunny headlands,
Far off may appear-
When the voice of the storm
Shall be silent and past,
On the calm shores of Heaven
I may anchor at last,

Frail bark of eternity!
Where art thou now?
The tempest waters shriek
O'er each plunge of thy prow!
On the world's dreary ocean,
Thus shattered and tost,
Bright lone one, shine on,
If I lose thee, I'm lost.