FROM PORT-EINON, GLAMORGAN, 1794.
How gladsome yet how calm are ye
White birds that dip into the sea!
How sportive those bright fins below
Which through green alga-meadows glow!
How soft the lustrous air around,
And the red sail’s is all the sound,
While me my heart’s fierce tempest drives
On from Port-Einon to St Ives.