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 And when a second sheet of light Flash'd o'er the blackness of the night— To see no Vessel there!

But Fancy now more gaily sings; Or if awhile she droop her wings, As sky-larks mid the corn, On summer fields she grounds her breast: Th' oblivious Poppy o'er her nest Nods, till returning morn.

O mark those smiling tears, that swell The open'd Rose! From heaven they fell, And with the sun-beam blend. Blest visitations from above, Such arc the tender woes of Love Fost'ring the heart, they bend!