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 By the Antarctic circle ; nor beyond Those sea-wrapt gardens of the dulcet reed, Bahama and Caribbee, may be found Safe mole or harbour, till on Falkland's Isle The standard of Britannia shall arise. Proud Buenos Aires, low-couched Paraguay, And rough Corrientes, mark, with hostile eye, The labouring vessel : neither may we trust The dreary naked Patagonian land, Which darkens in the wind : no traffic there, No barter, for the Fleece : there angry storms, Bend their black brows, and, raging, hurl around Their thunders. Ye adventurous Mariners ! Be firm ; take courage from the brave : 't was there Perils and conflicts inexpressible Anson, with steady undespairing breast, Endur'd, when o'er the various globe he chas'd His country's foes. Fast-gathering tempests rouz'd Huge ocean, and involv'd him : all around Whirlwind, and snow, and hail, and horror : now, Rapidly, with the world of waters, down Descending to the channels of the deep, He viewvv'd th' uncover'd bottom of th' abyss, And now the stars, upon the loftiest point Toss'd of the sky-mix'd surges. Oft the burst Of loudest thunder, with the dash of seas, Tore the wild-flying sails and tumbling masts, While flames, thick-flashing in the gloom, reveal'd Ruins of decks, and shrouds, and sights of death. Yet on he far'd, with fortitude his cheer, Gaining, at intervals, slow way beneath Del Fuego's rugged cliffs, and the white ridge Above all height, by opening clouds reveal'd, Of Montegorda, and inaccessible Wreck-threatening Staten Land's o'erhanging shore,