39
“But, oh! what lustrous Light illumes mine eyes,” resumed the Nymph, as rose again her tone, “there where Melinde’s blood-dyed Ocean lies from Lamo, Oja, Brava-town, o’erthrown by hand of Cunha, such a deed ne’er dies, o’er farthest seas his name shall aye be known that lave those Austral Islands, and the shore Saint Lawrence hight and ring the wide world o’er.