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The wafting winds so winsome urged their way, As though the smiling heav’ens dear friends defended; serene the welkin, and the lucid day dawn’ed sans a cloud nor aught of risk portended: Astern the leek-green point of Prasum lay an olden name where Aethiop coast extended; when Ocean op’ening broad a vista show’d of islets fondled by the circling flood.