CHAPTER XLI. 



TRANSACTIONS ON THE MALABAR COAST; SUFFERINGS OF 



THE PjRITISH OFFICERS AND PRISONERS TAKEN 



BY TIPPOO sultaun; AND CONCLUDING 



VOYAGE FROM INDIA TO ENGLAND. 



1784. 



" Now swell on every side the steady sail, 

 The lofty masts reclining to die gale ; 

 On full-spread wings the vessel springs away, 

 And far behind it foams the ocean grey : 

 Afar the lessening hills of India fly, 

 And mix their dim blue summits with the sky. 



" Their foreign tale on Albion's shore to tell 

 Inspires each bosom with a rapturous swell ; 

 Now through their breasts the chilly tremors glide. 

 To dare once more the dangers dearly tried. 

 Soon to the winds are these cold fears resign'd, 

 And ail their country rushes on the mind : 

 How sweet to view the native land ! — how sweet 

 The father, brother, and the friend to greet ! 

 While listening round the hoaiy parent's board, 

 The wondering kindred glow at every word ; 

 How sweet to tell what woes, what toils they bore, 

 The tribes and wonders of each various shore : 

 These thoughts, the traveller's lov'd reward, employ, 

 And swell each bosom with unutter'd joy! 



Camoens' Lusiad, by Mickle, 



VOL. IV. 2 A 



