Of that rich Volume, one particular Flower
Hath breathed its fragrance seemingly in vain
And bloomed unnoticed even to this late hour,
Ye gentle Muses, your assistance grant,
While I this flower transplant
Into a garden pure of poesy,
Small garden which I tend in all humility.
The following (suppressed) Stanza followed No. 10
The winds and waves have aided him to reach
That coast, the object of his heart's desire,