And the destructive Waves were tir’d with their own Rage; Like a young Ravisher, that has won the day, O’re-toil’d and Panting, Calm and Breathless lay, While so much Vigour in the Incounter’s lost, They want the pow’r a second Rape to Boast. The Sun in Glory daignes again t’ appear; } But we who had no Sense, but that of fear, } Cou’d scarce believe, and lessen our dispair. } Yet each from his imagin’d Grave gets out, And with still doubting Eyes looks round about. Confirm’d they all from Prayer to Praises hast, And soon forgot the sense of dangers past; And now from the recruited Top-mast spy’d, An Island that discover’d Natures Pride: To which was added, all that Art could do To make it Tempting and Inviting too; All wondering Gaz’d upon the happy place, But none knew either where, or what it was: Some thought, th’.naccessible Land ‘t had been, And others that Inchantment they had seen, At last came forth a Man, who long before Had made a Voyage to that fatal shoar, Who with his Eyes declin’d, as if dismaid, At sight of what he dreaded: Thus he said.-- _This is the Coast of_ Africa, _Where all things sweetly move;_ _This is the Calm_ Atlantick _Sea,_ _And that the_ Isle of Love; _To which all Mortals Tribute pay,_ _Old, Young, the Rich and Poor;_ _Kings do their awful Laws obey,_ _And Shepherds do Adore._ _There’s none its forces can resist,_ _Or its Decrees Evince,_ _It Conquers where, and whom it list,_ _The_ Cottager _and_ Prince. _In entering here, the King resigns,_ _The Robe and Crown he wore;_ _The Slave new Fetters gladly joyns_ _To those he dragg’d before._ _All thither come, early or late,_ _Directed by Desire,_ _Not Glory can divert their fate,_ _Nor quench the Amorous fire._ _The Enterances on every side,_ _Th’. Attracts _and_ Beauties _Guard,_ _The_ Graces _with a wanton Pride,_ _By turn secure the Ward._ _The God of Love has lent ‘em Darts,_ _With which they gently Greet,_ _The heedless undefended Hearts_ _That pass the fatal Gate._ _None e’re escapt the welcom’d blow,_ _Which ner’e is sent in vain;_ _They Kiss the Shaft, and Bless the Foe,_ _That gives the pleasing Pain._