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On Mrs. W -- -- 's Voyage to England
While raging tempests shake the shore, / While Aelus' thunders round us roar, / And sweep impetuous o'er the plain
Be still, O tyrant of the main; / Nor let thy brow contracted frowns betray, / While my Susanna skims the wat'ry way.
II
The Pow'r propitious hears the lay, / The blue-ey'd daughters of the sea
With sweeter cadence glide along, / And Thames responsive joins the song.
Pleas'd with their notes Sol sheds benign his ray, / And double radiance decks the face of day.
III
To court thee to Britannia's arms
Serene the climes and mild the sky, / Her region boasts unnumber'd charms, / Thy welcome smiles in ev'ry eye.
Thy promise, Neptune keep, record my pray'r, / Not give my wishes to the empty air.
Boston, October 10, 1772.