l Britannia's victor ship,[187] that now
From many a storm restored, winds its slow way
Silently up the current, and so finds,
Like to a time-worn pilgrim of the world,
Rest, in that haven where all tempests cease. 590

[180] The Pharos was not erected by Alexander, but Alexandria is here
supposed to be finished.

[181] Cape Bojador.

[182] John Gongalez Zarco was employed by Prince Henry to conduct the
enterprise of discovery along the Western coast of Africa.

[183] Porto Santo.

[184] I have called the three islands of Madeiras the Hesperides, who,
in ancient mythology, are the three daughters of Atlas; as I consider
the orange-trees and mysterious shade, with the rocks discerned through
it on a nearer approach, to be the best solution of the fable of the
golden fruit, the dragon, and the three daughters of Atlas.

[185] Magellan's ship first circumnavigated the globe, passing through
the straits, called by his name, into the South Sea, and proceeding West
to the East Indies. He himself, like our revered Cooke, perished in the
enterprise.

[186] De Quiros first discovered the New Hebrides, in the South Sea;
afterwards explored by Cooke, who bears testimony to the accuracy of De
Quiros. These islands were supposed part of a great continent stretching
to the South pole, called _Terra Australis incognita._

[187] Drake's ship, in which he sailed round the world; she was laid up
at Deptford--hence Ben Johnson, in _Every Man in his Humour_, "O Coz, it
cannot be altered, go not about it; Drake's old ship at Deptford may
sooner circle the world again."

BOOK THE FIFTH.

Such are thy views, DISCOVERY! The great world
Rolls to thine eye revealed; to thee the Deep
Submits its awful empire; Industry
Awakes, and Commerce to the echoing marts
From east to west unwearied pours her wealth.
Man walks sublimer; and Humanity,
Matured by social intercourse, more high,
More animated, lifts her sovereign mien,
And waves her golden sceptre. Yet the heart
Asks trembling, is no evil found! Oh, turn, 10
Meek Charity, and drop a human tear
For the sad fate of Afric's injured sons,
And hide, for ever hide, the sight of chains,
Anguish, and bondage! Yes, the heart of man
Is sick, and Charity turns pale, to think
How soon, for pure religion's holy beam,
Dark crimes, that sullied the sweet day, pursued,