Earth, sea and sky, in richest robes arrayed,
Wide spreads the glorious panorama round,
Charming the gazer’s eye. O’er wind-swept height,
Villa, and spire, and ocean’s glorious blue
Floats the mild, westering sun. Fast by our side
Frowns Fort Knyphausen, whence, in olden time,
The whiskered Hessian, bought with British gold,
Aimed at my country’s heart. Wild cedars wrap
Its ruined base, stretching their arras dark
O’er mound and mouldering bastion.