FAIR blows the wind, the vessel drives along, Her streamers fluttering at their length, her sails All full, she drives along, and round her prow Scatters the ocean spray. What feelings then Filled every bosom, when the mariners, After the peril of that weary way, Beheld their own dear country ! Here stands one, Stretching his sight toward the distant shore, And, as to well known forms his busy joy Shapes the dim outline, eagerly he points The fancied headland and the cape and bay, Till his eyes ache, o'erstraining.
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