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THE ISLE OF TRUTH.
“While the beams of the daylight yet shine from the west,
Sail onwards, my bark, to the isle of the blest,
Where Love blooms for ever in fondness and truth,
And Passion forgets not the vows of its youth;
Where Friendship forsakes not, tho' sorrows subdue,
And the visions of Hope are as lovely as true.
Sail onwards, my bark, to that isle of delight,
Where Joy hath no sting, and Affection no blight!”
Sail onwards, my bark, to the isle of the blest,
Where Love blooms for ever in fondness and truth,
And Passion forgets not the vows of its youth;
Where Friendship forsakes not, tho' sorrows subdue,
And the visions of Hope are as lovely as true.
Sail onwards, my bark, to that isle of delight,
Where Joy hath no sting, and Affection no blight!”
'Twas thus sung the heart in the days of her youth,
As she sail'd to discover the Island of Truth.
The visions of Hope had induced her to stray,
And she knew not the dangers that crowded the way:
The beam that had brighten'd her pathway at morn,
At noon saw her tempest-toss'd, sad, and forlorn;
And trusting too far what the charmer had spoken,
Ere nightfall the lone heart was shipwreck'd and broken.
As she sail'd to discover the Island of Truth.
The visions of Hope had induced her to stray,
And she knew not the dangers that crowded the way:
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At noon saw her tempest-toss'd, sad, and forlorn;
And trusting too far what the charmer had spoken,
Ere nightfall the lone heart was shipwreck'd and broken.
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