De only priviluge de rich folks hez is dat dey kin sail on deir billows while we hez ter stan' alongside,but dey's powerfu' unhappy sometimes when dey hez so much ter look after, an' we kin enjoy lookin' at deir fine houses widout hevin' any of de care.

Help us ter steal away ter Jesus, when de storm cloud hangs low and de billows roar about our heads.

Dark stream flowing so blackly on, Thy turbid billows roll o'er golden sands; Beneath the surface all thy fear is gone, And precious gems fill full the diver's hands.

Slowly thus the ocean creeping, Creeping coldly o'er the world of old, Stole many an Eden from the Age of Gold, And gazing now we see blank billows sweeping, Long cheerless wavings of the sullen seas, Were once the sun shone bright on flowery leas.

The Land stood still to listen all that day, And 'mid the hush of many a wrangling tongue, Forth from the cannon's mouth the signal rung, That from the earth a man had pass'd away A mighty Man, that over many a field Roll'd back the tide of Battle on the foe, Thus far, no further, shall thy billows go.

The garrison lived upon Falkland's island, shrinking from the blast, and shuddering at the billows.

From under their very feet great masses of rock, tossed and tumbled as by a giant's play, stretched downwards to where the green woods began and rolled in vast billows to the harbor, which shone and sparkled in the sun, yet seemed no bigger than their mother's paw.

We left the refractory hathee tied up to her tree, and as we crossed the long rolling billows of burning sand that lay athwart our course, she was soon lost to view.

So down through the lanes he went, among the pear and apple orchards, from out whose blossom the clanging tower of the old church jutted sheer, like some Bass Rock amid rosy clustering billows.

"Though storms and tempests thunder on its brow, And oceans break their billows at its feet, It stands unmov'd, and glories in its height.

Seated upon a rock, beneath the shade of the velvet sunflower, we heard the mountain billows break at our feet with a dashing noise; and sometimes on that spot we listened to the plaintive strains of the water curlew Madame de la Tour answered his sorrowful notes in the following sonnet:

The billows broke against the beach with a horrible noise, covering the rocks and the strand with their foam of a dazzling whiteness, and blended with sparks of fire.

The sea, swelled by the violence of the wind, rose higher every moment; and the channel between this island the Isle of Amber was but one vast sheet of white foam, with yawning pits of black deep billows.

The billows at the same moment threw the unfortunate Paul far upon the beach, his legs bathed in blood, his bosom wounded, and himself half dead.

The moment he had recovered his senses, he arose, and returned with new ardour towards the vessel, the planks of which now yawned asunder from the violent strokes of the billows.

every thing was swallowed up by the relentless billows.

They were now in the open Channel, and the boat dipped and rose to larger billows than had encountered her course before.

He is to the great races, castes, and creeds of India what the waif is to the billows of the sea.

" is fantastic and enervateda field of battle has nothing to do with dreams:and again, the two lines immediately after, "And every sword, true as o'er billows dim The needle tracks the load-star, following him" are a mere piece of enigmatical ingenuity and scientific mimminee-pimminee.

The billows of the great organ roared among the clustered columns, as the sea breaks amidst the basaltic pillars which crowd the great cavern of the Hebrides.

I hear thee, when yon billows rise on high, With murmur deep.

A look, how did it whirl me toward that ocean Whose rolling billows mightier shapes embrace!

Coleridge's own translation of Thekla's song, which was printed alone in later editions of the play, ran thus: The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar, The damsel paces along the shore; The billows they tumble with might, with might;

As the agonized father stood gazing with breathless horror upon the sight, the form of his dear son arose once more, standing erect upon the bounding billows, with his arms widely extended, and his eyes glaring from their sockets.

At length she said: "Charles, how deceitful to me looks the placid bosom of yonder rippling stream, as it reposes in quiet beauty, reminding me of the stream of time, on the ocean of human life when unmoved by the tumultuous storms of passion that so often agitate the human breast, and cause the waves to rise and the billows to swell before the surging storm.