HOPE.
Reading edition
Hope for Experience boldly steers, And gains that chilling shore, But only to be wrecked on ice, And sink to rise no more. This is that hope whose sordid views To earth alone are given; That hope which wreck nor ruin fears, Her anchor casts in heaven. For he that would outride the storm, Though whirlwinds waked the blast, Makes that his first and only hope, That all must make their last.