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"All, all our own shall the forests be, As to the bound of the roebuck free! None shall say, 'Hither, no further pass!' We will track each step through the wavy grass; We will chase the elk in his speed and might, And bring proud spoils to the hearth at night."

"We will give the names of our fearless race To each bright river whose course we trace; We will leave our memory with mounts and floods, And the path of our daring in boundless woods!