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sped a bark from Gallia's strand Across the azure main, And on her deck a joyous band, A proud and courtly train, Surrounded Albion's princely heir Who toward his realm returned, And music's cheering strain was there, And hearts with pleasure burned.

It was a fair and glorious sight That gallant bark to see, With floating streamers glittering bright In pomp of chivalry: The smooth sea kissed her as she flew, The gentle gale impelled, As if each crested billow knew What wealth her bosom held.

But strangely o'er the summer sky A sable cloud arose, And hollow winds careering high Rushed on like armed foes; Loud thunders roll—wild tempests rave, Red lightnings cleave the sky— What is yon wreck amid the wave? And whence that fearful cry?