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 To give each boon that human want requires, And every gem that lofty pride desires: Then here, a potent king your generous friend, Here let your per'lous toils and wandering searches end.


 * He said: brave G AMA smiles with heart sincere,

And prays the herald to the king to bear The thanks of grateful joy: But now, he cries, The blackening evening veils the coast and skies, And through these rocks unknown forbids to steer; Yet, when the streaks of milky dawn appear Edging the eastern wave with silver hoar, My ready prows shall gladly point to shore; Assured of friendship, and a kind retreat, Assured and proffer'd by a king so great. Yet, mindful still of what his hopes had cheer'd, That here his nation's holy shrines were rear'd,