And thoughtful sighs o’er pleasures past.
When Nature, with exulting smile,
Form’d from her stores this happy Isle,
Curious, and bounteously intent
To raise a central ornament,
She cull’d the brightest and the best;
And heap’d them on her darling’s breast:
Sprung joyful to her warm embrace
Th’ appointed Genius of the Place;
His features fair young Beauty drew;