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INVOCATION.—The Ear of Youth solicited to a Tale of Shipwreck.—The Rescue of a
Pair, Redeemed by Love, promised.—The Gathering Storm.-The Ship.-Her Company.--Shortening Sail.—The Gale.— Terror of the Passengers.—The Prayer of Fear.
— The Hour of Trial.— The Path of Life.— The Ship in Distress.—Yearning for the Land.-Man forgetful of God.-His Presumption. The Gale Abates.—The Gallant Ship.-Making Sail.--Sunset at Sea.-Beauty of the Ocean Night.—The Booby.The Wanderer.- Natural Sympathies.-ORLANDO.-His Character.—The Barterers of Truth. Their Depravity.-The PatrioT.-The Arnold Test.-A Digression.-Pursuit of Fortune.-The World Unequal.-Wealth and Luxury the Bane of Intelligence.—Desire of a Competence.—Poetic Repose.— The Sisters.— The Miser Fool.Virtuous Industry honored of Heaven.-The Refined Man.—The Children of Sorrow.-Digression.-Humbling Reflection.—The Seven Transgressors.—The MoneyChangers.-Farewell to the Venal Tribe.—The Wandering Muse.–Fated to Error.Soothing Spirit of Poesy.—The Lordly Entail.–Satan Exciting Wedlock.—The Missing Chance.-Vice of Swearing.-May, and the Lost Bride.-Fate of the Destroyer.Apostrophe to Love.-HYPERIA.—Her Personal Charms.-Her Character.—The Garden of the East.-Cultivation of Flowers.-Floral Scenery an Inspirer of the Tender Passion.-Music of the Spheres.-Beauty of Creation.—Maiden Piety.–Female Equestrianism.—Queen Victoria.—The Well-matched Pair.—Impropriety of Females attending Executions.-Sweet Sixteen.-Jealous Nature.—Thanks to the Muse.-Courting Applause.—The Falling Curtain.—The Midnight March in Heaven.
I court the ear of Youth, and wake the lyre (1)
While from the wreck the Goddess shall restore
For them the elements shall cease to rage,
By day, by night,-of dread and grief beguile,
While the fierce spirits of the tempest arm
A gallant ship, with canvas pinions spread,
The Ocean King, cleaving his surges through,
Rich was the freight the stately vessel bore,
Maternal grace and patriarchal age :
Blooming in youth, and buoyant with delight,
For them the morning woke the joyous hours, Thoughtless, as they were still reclined in sylvan bowers.
How thrilled their bosoms, when the vaulted blue,
Seemed like a helpless victim, quivering there,
The Captain gives command to shorten sail :-
up the courses now, the spanker brail,
Set the storm-staysails 'fore and aft!"-The blow Strikes the good ship prepared,—“Up helm, and let her go!"