To court thee to
Serene the climes and mild the sky,
Her region boasts unnumber'd charms,
Thy welcome smiles in ev'ry eye.
keep, record my pray'r,
Nor give my wishes to the empty air.
on her coming to North-America
with her Son, for the Recovery of her Health.
Indulgent muse! my grov'ling mind inspire,
And fill my bosom with celestial fire.
fervid shore she moves,
Like the fair mother of the blooming loves,
When from above the
with her hand
Fans the soft breeze, and lights upon the land;
Thus she on
wat'ry realm reclin'd
Appear'd, and thus invites the ling'ring wind.
"Arise, ye winds,
"Waft me, ye gales, from this malignant
milder climes I long to greet,
"There hope that health will my arrival meet."
Soon as she spoke in my ideal view
The winds assented, and the vessel flew.
79Madam, your spouse bereft of wife and son,
In the grove's dark recesses pours his moan;
Each branch, wide-spreading to the ambient sky,
Forgets its verdure, and submits to die.
From thence I turn, and leave the sultry plain,
And swift pursue thy passage o'er the main:
The ship arrives before the fav'ring wind,
And makes the
Thence I attend you to
Where gen'rous friendship ev'ry bosom warns:
Thrice welcome here! may health revive again,
Bloom on thy cheek, and bound in ev'ry vein!
Then back return to gladden ev'ry heart,
And give your spouse his soul's far dearer part,
Receiv'd again with what a sweet surprize,
The tear in transport starting from his eyes!
While his attendant son with blooming grace.
Springs to his father's ever dear embrace.
With shouts of joy
With shouts of joy the country rings around.