whole attention: my eyes were involuntarily directed
to the horizontal line of that watery surface, which
is ever in motion, and ever threatening destruction
to these shores. My ears were stunned with the
roar of its waves rolling one over the other, as if
impelled by a superior force to overwhelm the spot
on which I stood. My nostrils involuntarily inhaled
the saline vapours which arose from the dispersed particles
of the foaming billows, or from the weeds scattered
on the shores. My mind suggested a thousand vague
reflections, pleasing in the hour of their spontaneous
birth, but now half forgot, and all indistinct:
and who is the landman that can behold without affright
so singular an element, which by its impetuosity seems
to be the destroyer of this poor planet, yet at particular
times accumulates the scattered fragments and produces
islands and continents fit for men to dwell on!
Who can observe the regular vicissitudes of its waters
without astonishment; now swelling themselves in order
to penetrate through every river and opening, and
thereby facilitate navigation; at other times retiring
from the shores, to permit man to collect that variety
of shell fish which is the support of the poor?
Who can see the storms of wind, blowing sometimes
with an impetuosity sufficiently strong even to move
the earth, without feeling himself affected beyond
the sphere of common ideas? Can this wind which
but a few days ago refreshed our American fields,
and cooled us in the shade, be the same element which
now and then so powerfully convulses the waters of
the sea, dismasts vessels, causes so many shipwrecks,
and such extensive desolations? How diminutive
does a man appear to himself when filled with these
thoughts, and standing as I did on the verge of the
ocean! This family lived entirely by fishing,
for the plough has not dared yet to disturb the parched
surface of the neighbouring plain; and to what purpose
could this operation be performed! Where is it
that mankind will not find safety, peace, and abundance,
with freedom and civil happiness? Nothing was
wanting here to make this a most philosophical retreat,
but a few ancient trees, to shelter contemplation in
its beloved solitude. There I saw a numerous
family of children of various ages--the blessings
of an early marriage; they were ruddy as the cherry,
healthy as the fish they lived on, hardy as the pine
knots: the eldest were already able to encounter
the boisterous waves, and shuddered not at their approach;
early initiating themselves in the mysteries of that
seafaring career, for which they were all intended:
the younger, timid as yet, on the edge of a less agitated
pool, were teaching themselves with nut-shells and
pieces of wood, in imitation of boats, how to navigate
in a future day the larger vessels of their father,
through a rougher and deeper ocean. I stayed
two days there on purpose to become acquainted with
the different branches of their economy, and their
manner of living in this singular retreat. The