Thrilling and saddening legends have all our old writers handed down
to us of the Anthropophagi, those loathsome man-eaters, and of the
Leviathan, the Kraken, the great sea-serpent, &c. The name given to
the great African desert--_The Abode of Terror_,--may very justly be
transferred to the sea. The boldest sailors, Phoenicians and
Carthaginians, the conquering Arabs who aspired to encircle and grasp
the whole world, seduced by what they heard of the Hesperides and the
land of gold, sailed out of the Mediterranean to the wide ocean, but
soon were glad to seek their port again. The gloomy line eternally
covered with clouds and mist which they found keeping their stern
watch before the equator, intimidated them. They lay to; they
hesitated; from man to man ran the murmur "_It is the Sea of
Darkness_--and, then, back went they to port and, there told to
wondering landsmen what wonders they had seen, and what horrors they
had imagined." Woe to him who shall persist in his sacrilegious
espionage of that dread region! On one of those weird and far isles
stands a sternly-threatening Colossus, whose sempiternal menace
is--"Thus far thou hast come--farther thou shalt not go!"
Childish as we may think those terrors of the long by-gone ages they
really were much the same as the emotions which we may any day see
evinced by an inland-born novice who for the first time looks upon the
sea. And not merely man, but all animals, experience the same
surprise, the same shock, when suddenly brought face to face with the
mighty water-world. Even at ebb tide, when the water so gently and so
lovingly caresses, as it leaves, that shore to which it shall so
boisterously return, your horse quite evidently likes it not; he
shudders, balks, snorts,--and very often bolts from it at the very top
of his speed. Your dog recoils, howls, and, after his own canine
fashion, returns insult for insult to the waves that annoy and terrify
him; he never concludes a real peace with the element which to him
seems less doubtful than positively hostile. A certain traveller tells
us that the Kamtschatkan dogs, accustomed as they are to the sight of
the sea, are nevertheless irritated and alarmed by it. During the long
nights immense troops of them howl back to the howling waves that
break, in their furious might, upon the iron-bound shores of the
northern ocean.
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