To the morning sun; while all around150
The throng of birds with united songs
Announce the day.
The daring sailor spreads his sails
To the freshening wind, as the breezes fill
Their flapping folds. From wave-worn rocks
The fisher leans and baits anew
His cunning hook; he feels his line155
A-tremble with the struggling fish,
Or weighs his prize with practiced hand