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He came by sea from Constantinople to Athens. The wind, favourable to
him, blew so strongly in shore, that we were unable, as we had at first
intended, to meet him on his watery road. The watchtower of Athens was
besieged by inquirers, each sail eagerly looked out for; till on the
first of May the gallant frigate bore in sight, freighted with treasure
more invaluable than the wealth which, piloted from Mexico, the vexed
Pacific swallowed, or that was conveyed over its tranquil bosom to
enrich the crown of Spain. At early dawn the vessel was discovered
bearing in shore; it was conjectured that it would cast anchor about
five miles from land. The news spread through Athens, and the whole
city poured out at the gate of the Piraeus, down the roads, through the
vineyards, the olive woods and plantations of fig-trees, towards the
harbour. The noisy joy of the populace, the gaudy colours of their
dress, the tumult of carriages and horses, the march of soldiers
intermixed, the waving of banners and sound of martial music added to
the high excitement of the scene; while round us reposed in solemn
majesty the relics of antient time. To our right the Acropolis rose
high, spectatress of a thousand changes, of ancient glory, Turkish
slavery, and the restoration of dear-bought liberty; tombs and
cenotaphs were strewed thick around, adorned by ever renewing
vegetation; the mighty dead hovered over their monuments, and beheld in
our enthusiasm and congregated numbers a renewal of the scenes in which
they had been the actors. Perdita and Clara rode in a close carriage; I
attended them on horseback. At length we arrived at the harbour; it was
agitated by the outward swell of the sea; the beach, as far could be
discerned, was covered by a moving multitude, which, urged by those
behind toward the sea, again rushed back as the heavy waves with sullen
roar burst close to them. I applied my glass, and could discern that
the frigate had already cast anchor, fearful of the danger of
approaching nearer to a lee shore: a boat was lowered; with a pang I
saw that Raymond was unable to descend the vessel’s side; he was let
down in a chair, and lay wrapt in cloaks at the bottom of the boat.
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