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of the Stranger! wouldst thou take O'er yon blue hills thy lonely way, To reach the still and shining Lake, Along whose banks the West-winds play? —Let no vain dreams thy heart beguile, Oh! seek thou not the Fountain-lsle!

Lull but the mighty Serpent-King† Midst the great Rocks, his old domain, Ward but the Cougar's deadly spring, —Thy step that Lake's green shore may gain; And the bright Isle, when all is past, Shall vainly meet thine eye at last!