The full-sailed vessel on its homeward track;
The smile that lights the sorrowing sinner back:
The primrose on a grave!
The berry's purple shine,
Grape-like and lustrous, scattered 'mid the waste:
The sprinkled heath-flower, healthful, golden-paced:
The patriarchal pine:
The memories of all
Telling of pleasures rare, and jocund ease,
In deep-toned joyousness, yea, more than these,