Here are brave pinions that shall take thee far--
Gaunt hulks of Norway; ships of red Ceylon;
Slim-masted lovers of the blue Azores!
'Tis but an instant hence to Zanzibar,
Or to the regions of the Midnight Sun:
Ionian isles are thine, and all the fairy shores!
Though I am native to this frozen zone
That half the twelvemonth torpid lies, or dead;