Poems (Sherwin)/Life's frail bark is tempest toss'd
"Life's frail bark is tempest toss'd- "Hope is sinking—all is lost!
A wanderer on life's stormy sea, My weary bark is tempest driven; I've sought in vain some port to see,— In vain to gain some friendly haven.
Then farewell all I fondly love: The waves of disappointment sever Those hopes which too falacious prove, And check their brilliant dreams for ever.