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O'er the smooth bosom of the faithless tides, / Propelled by flattering gales, the vessel glides: / Rodmond exulting felt the auspicious wind, / And by a mystic charm its aim confined.
The thoughts of home that o'er his fancy roll, / With trembling joy dilate Palemon's soul; / Hope lifts his heart, before whose vivid ray / Distress recedes, and danger melts away.