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To Iceland
Hail, Isle! with mist and snowstorms girt around,
Where fire and earthquake rend the shatter’d ground--
Here once o’er furthest ocean’s icy path
The Northmen fled a tyrant monarch’s wrath:
Here, cheer’d by song and story, dwelt they free,
And held unscath’d their laws and liberty.
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