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II. CAPTAIN COOK: BOYHOOD AT STAITHES.

No longer need these fisher huts go hide;
For here, when weary of the weights and scales,
The boy, whose heart was winged with ocean sails,
Clomb wondering up by Rockcliffe's grassy side
And watched the setting sun, in golden pride,
Write on the trembling sea persuasive tales
Of undiscovered lands, and merchant bales
Waiting for barques to push through seas untried.
But most the moon, which holds in withered hands
Those swaying scales whose weights are ocean streams,
Filled his imagination, as she made
The shore white seas with continents of shade;
For there, by chart upon the shining sands,
He sailed world round in his adventurous dreams.