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"Yes! pleased, on our land, from his azure way, The Sun ever smiles with unclouded ray. But never, fair isle, shall thy sons repose Mid the sweets which the faithless waves enclose. On their bosom they wafted the corsair bold, With his dreaded barks to our coast of old. For thee was thy dower of beauty vain, Twas the treasure that lured the spoilers train. Oh, neer from these smiling vales shall rise A sword for our vanquished liberties; Tis not where the laughing Ceres reigns, And the jocund lord of the flowery plains:— Where the iron lies hid in the mountain cave, Spring the men of empire, the free and brave."
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Messina
