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Christmas at the hall

Chapter 32: The Sea-Bird.
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This collection presents a sequence of poems built around a framing Christmas family gathering that links diverse shorter pieces; it moves between domestic sketches, seasonal and religious meditations, elegies and occasional tributes. Maritime landscapes and coastal scenes appear alongside reflective night musings, sonnets and ballads, while personal aspiration toward the poetic calling recurs in a few direct addresses. The verse varies in metre and tone, alternating descriptive natural imagery, moral and devotional reflection, and narrative fragments, producing an earnest, uneven but sincere portrait of a nineteenth-century poet testing his powers across themes of home, nature, loss, and hope.

The Sea-Bird.

Oh! how fair is the sea-bird winging
Its flight with a breast like snow,
When its form, from the high rock springing,
Is glassed in the sea below.
How it floats o’er the reefs and shallows,
And glides round the rock’s rough form;
It darts through the waves’ deep hollows,
Undaunted amid the storm.
Oh, blithe bird of the mighty ocean,
Would I had a breast like thine;
As free from each passion’s commotion,
As calm when life’s pleasures shine.
No deep waves of sorrow should daunt me,
No winds of adversity chill;
And if dark clouds of care should haunt me,
My soul would be placid and still.
If all life should be fair and shining,
How calm would my spirit be;
Like thy pathway in brightness soaring,
Alone o’er the sunlit sea.
Oh, bird of the ocean how lovely
Thy pure and delicate form!
Either floating in splendour above me,
Or piercing through cloud and storm.