Ye winds and seas, your conflict end;
And on the mild subsiding deep,
Let Fear repose and Terror sleep!”
At length the waves are hush’d in peace,
O’er flying clouds the sun prevails; 10
The weary winds their efforts cease,
And fill no more the flagging sails;
Fix’d to the deep the vessel rides
Obedient to the changing tides;
No helm she feels, no course she keeps,