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Neptune’s Crown. 121
never benefited by this permission, for he had
always thought there was nothing more beautiful
than his own realm. But, now, he was longing for
the hour when he might behold his work, but as the
appointed day had recently passed, he had to wait
another thousand years.
But for the God of the Seas a thousand years is
not a very long period, so the time had soon arrived.
The appointed day came, and Neptune took his harp
with him, to sing himself a lay in glorification of his
work ; after which he, full of joy, rose above the
surface of the sea, and saw that his crown had
become even more beautiful than before, and still
more peopled. Large vessels floated to its shores,
and handsome cities were scattered all round the
coast; but both from city and land rose a dismal
yell, which dismayed him.
The God of the Seas approached nearer and beheld
with horror how men killed each other, and struggled
for the gold which he had scattered over his crown
only to adorn it. Brother fought against brother,
father against son, everywhere blasphemy and curses
were mingled with the groans of the dying; there
were awful miseries and constant sufferings, and all
for the sake of the gold.
It roused his anger to see his work spoiled,
so he flung his harp in wrath against the crown,
and many vessels were by that tossed up on the
cliffs and wrecked. His breath panted with fury,
and created a hurricane, so that the sea raged
madly around the crown, and he caught with both
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