And all the nations in its beauty sleep, Again the vision changes!-o'er my soul," 58 Mysterious forms and giant shadows roll!- Till, o'er the phantom gathering vapours roll, Then spread before me, like a written scroll! And now, it stands revealed in sudden light, Far to the east,-where once Aurora's smiles And coral banks upreared their glittering forms, Like spots of azure in a sky of storms, Where many a ship has sailed the roaring brine,- Back from her strand assembled oceans rolls, And points, with either finger, to the poles ! But where is Africa ?-I seek in vain Her swarthy form along its native main !___ And, where the moonlight paved her hills with smiles, The billows moan amid a hundred isles ! -I turn me from their knelling, with a sigh, To where a lovelier vision meets the eye; Where spreads the British name from sun to sun, And all the nations of the earth are ONE! |