Poetry
... joactrp. THE RETURN ROME. GAILY sailing o'er the ocean, England's shares we seek again: 0, what joy-what glad emotion 1in our souls triumphant reignI Home awaits us, friends are watching For our ship with eager eye: Bleat will be the bour when, catching First her form, She comes! they cry. Roll us onward, every billow I In our breasts impatience bhrns; Peace nor rest can smoothe my pillow ...