32 MEMOIRS Of 



Oh! long of billows wild, and winds the fport, 

 Seize, feize the fafe afylum that remains ! 



Here Truth, Love, Freedom, Innocence refort, 

 And offer long oblivion to thy pains. 



When panting, gafping, breathlefs, on the ftrand 

 The fhipwreek'd mariner reclines his breaft, 



Say, ihall he fcorn the hofpitable hand, 

 That points to fafety, liberty, and reft ? 



But tJlouy too fooii forgetful of pafl woe, 



Again would'ft tempt the winds, and treacherous fea ; 

 Ah ! ihall the raging blafl forget to blow, 



Shall every wintry ftorm be hufli'd for thee ? 



Not fo'! I dread the elemental war, 



Too foon, too foon the calm, deceitful, flies ; 



\ hear the blaft come whittling from afar, 

 I fee the tempeft gathering in the Ikies. 



Yet let the tempeft roar ! love fcorns all harms, 

 I plunge amid the ftorm, refolved to fave j 



This hour, at leaft, I clafp thee in my arms, 

 The next let ruin join us in the grave. 



The above verfes imply fome perfidy, or 

 difappointment experienced by the lady to 



whom 



