ANDREW MARVELL

��$60. Bermudas

VVTHERE the remote Bermudas ride

^* In the ocean's bosom unespied, From a small boat that row'd along The listening woods received this song :

4 What should we do but sing His praise That led us through the watery maze Unto an isle so long unknown, And yet far kinder than our own ? Where He the huge sea-monsters wracks, That lift the deep upon their backs, He lands us on a grassy stage, Safe from the storms' and prelates' rage : He gave us this eternal Spring Which here enamels everything, And sends the fowls to us in care On daily visits through the air: He hangs in shades the orange bright Like golden lamps in a green night, And does in the pomegranates close Jewels more rich than Ormus shows : He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet ; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice. With cedars chosen by His hand From Lebanon He stores the land; And makes the hollow seas that roar Proclaim the ambergris on shore. He cast (of which we rather boast) The Gospel's pearl upon our coast j

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