Columbus

Heroic guide! whose wings are never furl'd,
By thee Spain's voyager sought another world;
What but poetic impulse could sustain
That dauntless pilgrim on the dreary main!
Day after day his mariners protest,
And gaze with dread along the pathless west;
Beyond that realm of waves, untrack'd before,
Thy fairy pencil traced the promised shore,
Through weary storms and faction's fiercer rage,
The scoffs of ingrates and the chills of age,
Thy voice renewed his earnestness of aim,
And whisper'd pledges of eternal fame;
Thy cheering smile atoned for fortune's frown,
And made his fetters garlands of renown.