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The Haven enter, borne before the gale,

Dispatch their commerce, and prepare to sail.
Eternal powers! what ruins from afar

Mark the fell track of desolating War:

Here Arts and Commerce with auspicious reign Once breathed sweet influence on the happy plain; While o'er the lawn, with dance and festive song,

Young Pleasure led the jocund Hours along.

In

gay luxuriance Ceres too was seen

To crown the vallies with eternal green:

For wealth, for valour, courted and revered,
What ALBION is, fair CANDIA then appeared.-

Ah! who the flight of Ages can revoke
The free-born spirit of her Sons is broke,
They bow to OTTOMAN's imperious yoke.
No longer Fame the drooping heart inspires,
For stern Oppression quenched its genial fires.
Though still her fields, with golden harvests crown'd,
Supply the barren shores of Greece around,

Sharp penury afflicts these wretched Isles,

There Hope ne'er dawns, and Pleasure never smiles.
The vassal wretch contented drags his chain,
And hears his famished babes lament in vain,

These eyes have seen the dull reluctant soil
A seventh year mock the weary labourer's toil.
No blooming Venus, on the desert shore

Now views with triumph captive gods adore;
No lovely Helens now with fatal charms

Excite th' avenging Chiefs of GREECE to arms;
No fair Penelopes enchant the eye,

For whom contending kings were proud to die;
Here sullen Beauty sheds a twilight ray,
While Sorrow bids her vernal bloom decay:

Those Charms, so long renowned in Classic strains,

Had dimly shone on ALBION's happier plains!

Now in the southern hemisphere, the Sun

Through the bright Virgin, and the Scales, had run,
And on th' ecliptic wheeled his winding way
Till the fierce Scorpion felt his flaming ray.
Four days becalmed the Vessel here remains
And yet no hopes of aiding Wind obtains,
For sickening vapours lull the air to sleep,
And not a breeze awakes the silent Deep:
This, when th' autumnal Equinox is o'er,
And Phoebus in the north declines no more,

The watchful mariner, whom Heaven informs,
Oft deems the prelude of approaching Storms-
No dread of Storms the Master's soul restrain,
A Captive fettered to the oar of gain:
His anxious heart impatient of delay

Expects the winds to sail from CANDIA's bay,
Determined, from whatever point they rise,
To trust his fortune to the Seas, and Skies.
Thou living ray of intellectual Fire
Whose voluntary gleams my verse inspire;
Ere yet the deepening Incidents prevail
Till roused attention feel our plaintive tale,
Record whom chief among the gallant Crew
Th' unblest pursuit of fortune hither drew:
Can Sons of Neptune, generous, brave, and bold,
In pain and hazard toil for sordid Gold?

They can! for Gold too oft with magic art
Can rule the Passions, and corrupt the Heart:
This crowns the prosperous Villain with applause,
To whom in vain sad Merit pleads her cause;
This strews with roses Life's perplexing road,
And leads the way to pleasure's soft abode;

This spreads with slaughtered heaps the bloody plain,

And

pours

adventurous thousands o'er the Main.

II. The stately Ship with all her daring Band To skilful ALBERT owned the chief command: Though trained in boisterous elements, his mind Was yet by soft humanity refin'd;

Each joy of wedded love at home he knew,
Aboard, confest the Father of his Crew!
Brave, liberal, just! the calm domestic scene
Had o'er his temper breathed a gay serene.
Him Science taught by mystic lore to trace
The planets wheeling in eternal race;

To mark the Ship in floating balance held,
By Earth attracted, and by Seas repell'd;
Or point her devious track through climes unknown
That leads to every shore and every zone.

He saw the Moon thro' Heaven's blue concave glide
And into motion charm th' expanding Tide,
While Earth impetuous round her axle rolls,
Exalts her watery zone, and sinks the poles;
Light and Attraction, from their genial source,
He saw still wandering with diminished force;

While on the margin of declining day

Night's shadowy cone reluctant melts away.
Inured to peril, with unconquered soul,

The Chief beheld tempestuous Oceans roll:
O'er the wild Surge when dismal shades preside
His equal skill the lonely Bark could guide;
His genius, ever for th' event prepared,
Rose with the Storm, and all its dangers shared.

RODMOND the next degree to Albert bore,
A hardy son of England's farthest shore,
Where bleak NORTHUMBRIA pours her:

savage train

In sable squadrons o'er the northern main;
That, with her pitchy entrails stored, resort
A sooty tribe to fair AUGUSTA's port:
Where'er in ambush lurk the fatal Sands

They claim the danger, proud of skilful bands;
For while with darkling course their Vessels sweep
The winding shore, or plough the faithless deep,
O'er Bar, and Shelf, the watery path they sound
With dexterous arm, sagacious of the ground:
Fearless they combat every hostile wind,

Wheeling in mazy tracks, with course inclin❜d.

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