And there my long-lost daughter knew;
His father’s child, whom Aaron gave
To wander with a distant clan,
The miseries of the world to brave,
And be the slave of vice and man.
She knew my name - we met in pain;
Our parting pangs can I express?
She sail’d a convict o’er the main,
And left an heir to her distress.
This is that heir to shame and pain,