Cave of Poverty, The - Part 16

Unlike the last Design, tho' next in place,
A diff'rent Prospect of Distress is seen.
A stately Bark, in distant Northern Seas,
Awaits a friendly Thaw, and Sky serene.
In vain she waits, the solid Frost restrains
Her lab'ring Keel, and binds in Icy Chains.
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