The West Indies, and Other Poems/The Sequel

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THE SEQUEL.

He sought his Sire from shore to shore,
He sought him day by day;
The prow he track'd was seen no more,
Breasting the ocean-spray;
Yet, as the winds his voyage sped,
He sail'd above his father's head,
Unconscious where it lay.
Deep, deep beneath the rolling main:
—He sought his Sire; he sought in vain.

Son of the brave! no longer weep;
Still with affection true.
Along the wild disastrous deep,
Thy father's course pursue;
 ​Full in his wake of glory steer,
His spirit prompts thy bold career,
His compass guides thee through;
So, while thy thunders awe the sea,
Britain shall find thy Sire in thee.

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