The sound, one moment, broke upon his pain
With joyful force; he long’d to hear again:
Again he heard; he seized an offer’d hand,
“And when beheld you last our native land!”
He cried, “and in what country? quickly say.”
The seamen answer’d - strangers all were they;
Only one at his native port had been;
He, landing once, the quay and church had seen,
For that esteem’d; but nothing more he knew.
Still more to know, would Allen join the crew,