Back from her beaming eyes,
And cried—“I bear my spotless pearl
Home, home to yonder skies!
“Now shame ye not your ocean gems
And Eastern gold to show?
Behold! how mine but burns them all!
God’s smile is in its glow!”
Fair blows the wind, the sail swells free,
High shoots the diamond spray,
And merrily o’er the murmuring sea