“And fling their perfumes to the skies!
“There the broad palm Trees covert lend,
“There Sun and Shade delicious blend;
“But here, amid the blunted ray,
“Cold shadows hourly cross my way!
V.
“Was it for this, that on the main
“I met the tempest fierce and strong,
“And steering o’er the liquid plain,
“Still onward, press’d the waves among?