Such was the night-smooth glides the bark along,
From whence young HENRY breath'd his thoughtful song;
Pacing the deck, he threw his eyes around
The thick-starr'd firmament, and vast profound;
The patient winds scarce whistled o'er the waist,
The burning waves the vessel's prow embrac'd;
The nitrous air unclouded glow'd on high,
With northern meteors trembling through the sky.