(Concluded from [page 8].)
Too fleeting moments! now succeed your flight,
Ambitious rivals rise in hostile fight;
Thou fly’st me—fast thy rapid vessel flies,
Snatch’d from my eager, my expiring eyes;
From that dread moment, sad presage and care,
Brood in my heart, my fortitude impair;
My fear of Cleopatra’s pow’r renews,
Thy former passion, trembling mem’ry views;
O rise ye winds! and in the deeps below,