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And bid them know the annual tide, When, from unfathom'd waves that swell, Beyond Fuego's stormy side, They come, to cheer the tribes that dwell In Boreal climes; and thro' his half year's night Give to the Lapland savage, food and light.

From cliffs, that pierce the northern sky; Where eagles rear their sanguine brood, With long awaiting patient eye, Baffled by many a sailing cloud, The Highland native marks the flood, Till bright the quickening billows roll, And hosts of sea-birds, clamouring loud, Track with wild wing the welcome shoal,