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The history of Lynn - Lynn Massachusetts Genealogy Project

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252 HISTORY OF LYNX.majestic deep. At a little distance from the shore is a row<strong>of</strong> huge porpoises, rolling and tumbling after each other, andbreaking the uniformity <strong>of</strong> the water by their rude gambols-At about the same distance, sit a flock <strong>of</strong> black ducks, silentlyrising and sinking with every motion <strong>of</strong> the tide. On thesmooth sands <strong>of</strong> the beach, the edge <strong>of</strong> the seawhite line,terminates in aconstantly broken, and as constantly renewed, gentlyroUing the pebbles, and tinkling the shells with a light andsilvery cadence. Along the rough edges <strong>of</strong> the cliiF, the wavesbreak in hoarser murmurs, dashing among the rocks, waving theblue flowery tops <strong>of</strong> the green sea plants in the pools between,and gliding over the shelving projections <strong>of</strong> the ledge infancifulcascades. He who frequents the shore will observe, thatevery ninth wave runs farther upon the beach, and breaks withmore force upon the rocks, than the preceeding. This appearancewas noticed by Hoel, an ancient bard <strong>of</strong> Wales.My love is <strong>of</strong> the hue <strong>of</strong> the foam <strong>of</strong> the ninth wave.<strong>The</strong>n when the night comes down, and the broad moon risesover the bright ocean, the whole scene is s<strong>of</strong>tened by herinfluence. <strong>The</strong> sounds <strong>of</strong> day are hushed, and the silence isonly broken by the low and pensive murmur <strong>of</strong> the waves.<strong>The</strong>beaches glisten beneath her ray, and the various substances,which the tide has cast upon them, glitter with a phosporicglow, <strong>of</strong> such intense briUIancy, that the eye is deceived intothe momentary belief that they are fire. <strong>The</strong> pebbles <strong>of</strong> quartzand chalcedony, give out all their lustre, and sometimes looklike live coals. <strong>The</strong> green uplands smile in the s<strong>of</strong>t radiance,and as the moonlight strikes the summits <strong>of</strong> the taU rocks.<strong>The</strong>ir giant shadows frown,From l<strong>of</strong>ty cliff to cave, descending sombre down.At Nahant may also be witnessed one <strong>of</strong> the sublimest spectaclesin nature—a view <strong>of</strong> the Ocean, in a storm. Standingupon a high promontory, and surrounded on three sides by thesea, the waves are beheld accumulating, and swelling, and rolling,and foaming onwards, like animated mountains, and break-

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