And, as a Coracle that braves
On. Vaga's breast the fretful waves, This shell upon the deep would swim, And gaily lift its fearless brim Above the tossing surge.
And this the little blind Boy knew: And he a story strange, yet true, Had heard, how in a shell like this An English Boy, O thought of bliss ! Had stoutly launched from shore;
Launched from the margin of a bay Among the Indian isles, where lay His father's ship, and had sailed far, To join that gallant ship of war, In his delightful shell.
Our Highland Boy oft visited
The house that held this prize; and, led By choice or chance, did thither come One day when no one was at home, And found the door unbarred.
While there he sat, alone and blind, That story flashed upon his mind; A bold thought roused him, and he took The shell from out its secret nook, And bore it on his head.
He launched his vessel, - and in pride Of spirit, from Loch Leven's side,
Stepped into it, his thoughts all free As the light breezes that with glee
Sang through the adventurer's hair.
Awhile he stood upon his feet; He felt the motion, took his seat; Still better pleased, as more and more The tide retreated from the shore,
And sucked, and sucked him in.
And there he is in face of Heaven. How rapidly the Child is driven! The fourth part of a mile, I ween, He thus had gone, ere he was seen By any human eye.
But when he was first seen, O me! What shrieking and what misery! For many saw; among the rest His Mother, she who loved him best, She saw her poor blind Boy.
But for the Child, the sightless Boy, It is the triumph of his joy! The bravest traveller in balloon, Mounting as if to reach the moon, Was never half so blessed.
And let him, let him go his way, Alone, and innocent, and gay! For, if good Angels love to wait On the forlorn unfortunate,
This Child will take no harm.
But now the passionate lament,
Which from the crowd on shore was sent, The cries which broke from old and young In Gaelic, or the English tongue, Are stifled, - all is still.
And quickly, with a silent crew, A boat is ready to pursue;
And from the shore their course they take, And swiftly down the running lake They follow the blind Boy.
But soon they move with softer pace; So have ye seen the fowler chase, On Grasmere's clear, unruffled breast, A youngling of the wild-duck's nest, With deftly lifted oar;
Or as the wily sailors crept To seize (while on the Deep it slept) The hapless creature which did dwell Erewhile within the dancing shell, They steal upon their prey.
With sound the least that can be made, They follow, more and more afraid, More cautious as they draw more near; But in his darkness he can hear,
And guesses their intent.
"Lei-gha,-Lei-gha," - he then cried out, "Lei-gha,-Lei-gha," - with eager shout; Thus did he cry, and thus did pray, And what he meant was, "Keep away, And leave me to myself!"
Alas! and when he felt their hands You've often heard of magic wands, That with a motion overthrow A palace of the proudest show, Or melt it into air:
With which his soul had shone so bright, All vanished; -'t was a heartfelt cross
To him, a heavy, bitter loss,
As he had ever known.
But hark! a gratulating voice, With which the very hills rejoice: '"T is from the crowd, who tremblingly Have watched the event, and now can see
That he is safe at last.
And then, when he was brought to land, Full sure they were a happy band, Which, gathering round, did on the banks Of that great Water give God thanks, And welcomed the poor Child.
And in the general joy of heart The blind Boy's little dog took part; He leapt about, and oft did kiss His master's hands in sign of bliss, With sound like lamentation.
But most of all, his Mother dear, She who had fainted with her fear, Rejoiced when waking she espies The Child; when she can trust her eyes, And touches the blind Boy.
She led him home, and wept amain, When he was in the house again: Tears flowed in torrents from her eyes; She kissed him, how could she chastise? She was too happy far.
Thus, after he had fondly braved The perilous Deep, the Boy was saved; And, though his fancies had been wild, Yet he was pleased and reconciled To live in peace on shore.
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