And duteous lead her to the regal bow'r.
High, over head the airy cocoa bends,
The victor palm a virid shade extends,
Surrounding limes their freshness throw between
And swarthy plantains gild the glowing scene.
Amidst the splendours, that around her shone,
Th' indignant Pow'r ascends the sylvan throne;
Th' Hesperian sun, from the descent of day,
Beams on her front serene a languid ray.
About her sandal'd feet—a sapient band,