Life's frail bark is tempest toss'd

"Life's frail bark is tempest toss'd-"Hope is sinking—all is lost!

A wanderer on life's stormy sea,My weary bark is tempest driven;I've sought in vain some port to see,—In vain to gain some friendly haven.

Then farewell all I fondly love:The waves of disappointment severThose hopes which too falacious prove,And check their brilliant dreams for ever.