How sweet and inspiring the weather!
FIRST VOICE.
Here thunders the storm-king, in terror and gloom,
And soon yonder bark shall encounter her doom—
Dash’d, a wreck, and be heard of no more!
SECOND VOICE.
The goddess Eolia here trips o’er the sea,
And yon gallant vessel, so bounding and free,
Shall, in safety, again greet the shore.
FIRST VOICE.