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The maiden heard the gentle song, She saw the gaily painted bark; The path by Prudence urged was long, And led through valleys drear and dark. The silken sails, the pennons gay Have lured her truant steps to rove, She leaves the rough and rugged way To sail o'er tranquil seas with Love.

Swiftly towards Pleasure's flowery realm Love's fleet and buoyant vessel flies, And still through sunny straits, the helm Is boldly steered by Enterprize. The fairy prow leaps dancing o'er    The rippling wave by cliff and cove— Who would not quit the lonely shore To sail to Pleasure's Isle with Love?