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 * What need to treat of distant Climes, remov'd

Far from the slopeing Journey of the Year, Beyond Petsora, and Islandic Coasts? Where ever-during Snows, perpetual Shades Of Darkness, would congeal their livid Blood, Did not the Arctic Tract, spontaneous yield A cheering purple Berry, big with Wine, Intensely fervent, which each Hour they crave, Spread round a flaming Pile of Pines, and oft They interlard their native Drinks with choice Of strongest Brandy, yet scarce with these Aids Enabl'd to prevent the suddain Rot Of freezing Nose, and quick-decaying Feet.


 * Nor less the Sable Borderers of Nile,

Nor who Taprobane manure, nor They, Whom sunny Borneo bears, are stor'd with Streams Rh