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With joy he then ran to Captain Grey;—
At whose bidding he lit a large wood fire.—
As the smoke was rising in lofty spires
A boat came steering to the shore!
"Thank God! we're saved," they cried, "once more."
"Farewell, farewell, to thee, thou fairy isle,
On the bright Pacific I leave thee to smile!
Farewell, dear isle! though we must part,
Thine image will live long in my heart;
Though I bid thee adieu, fair isle of the sea,
You'll ne'er be forgot by poor Horace Lee!"
With joyful hearts they arrived in the bay—
Where my tale began—there a fine ship lay!
A small boat sped o'er the dancing wave;
To a mother a long lost son it gave.
In a moment, Horace was fondly clasp'd
Once more in his own dear mother's grasp,—
Whilst at a short distance, Captain Grey
Watched the changing look that played
In the keen dark eyes of the castaway.
With a heart so happy he could not speak!
A flush of joy came o'er his mother's cheek;—
With hands and eyes upturned to heaven,
"Thank God!—to me my son He has given!"
To their cottage home they wend their way,
Where mother and son lived many a day!
At whose bidding he lit a large wood fire.—
As the smoke was rising in lofty spires
A boat came steering to the shore!
"Thank God! we're saved," they cried, "once more."
"Farewell, farewell, to thee, thou fairy isle,
On the bright Pacific I leave thee to smile!
Farewell, dear isle! though we must part,
Thine image will live long in my heart;
Though I bid thee adieu, fair isle of the sea,
You'll ne'er be forgot by poor Horace Lee!"
With joyful hearts they arrived in the bay—
Where my tale began—there a fine ship lay!
A small boat sped o'er the dancing wave;
To a mother a long lost son it gave.
In a moment, Horace was fondly clasp'd
Once more in his own dear mother's grasp,—
Whilst at a short distance, Captain Grey
Watched the changing look that played
In the keen dark eyes of the castaway.
With a heart so happy he could not speak!
A flush of joy came o'er his mother's cheek;—
With hands and eyes upturned to heaven,
"Thank God!—to me my son He has given!"
To their cottage home they wend their way,
Where mother and son lived many a day!
