Written on Board the Medway, Storm Bay, Van Dieman’s Land, on
Making the Coast of that Island in Very Tempestuous and Hazy Weather.
WHAT tho’ the tempest ruder blows
And darker lowers the sky,
When tossing on a sea of woes
The heavenly port is nigh!
What were a winter’s day of sorrow
If joy were coming on the morrow!
What tho’ alarming doubts arise,
And fears on every hand;
One gleam of sunshine will suffice
To light us to the land!
Soon as we hail the gladsome ray
Our doubts and fears shall flee away!
What tho’ the heavenly sun of grace
Enveloped seems in night!
Soon will he shew his glorious face
And say, Let there be light!
The sun ne’er wears so fair a form
As when illumining the storm!
(John Dunmore Lang)
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