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CLYDE;
So far the domes which modern riches raiseTranscend the cells of good St. Mungo's days!Prophetic seer, whose visionary eye Saw Glasgow's glory in the future lie;The venerable sage, whom long of yoreTo Scotia's heir a Pictish princess bore, 260But, nursed in secret in a hermit's cell,To heaven resigned, he bade the world farewell,Save when he called the scaly brood, to bring,From the dark stream, his mother's plighted ring. Let Glasgow flourish! still in grandeur rise;Still rear her stately fabrics to the skies;In trade and riches rise, by swift degrees,To rival London, empress of the seas:Still may her ships to distant regions run,Beyond the rising or the setting sun, 270Till Clyde's broad bosom can no longer greetThe rolling tide that wafts the passing fleet. Kelvin, a stream that slept inglorious long,Shall rise to fame, and shine in future song;Where sable artists match the ancient fameOf Lemnos, or of Ætna's mightier name;Who bend the stubborn steel in smouldering fire,Rend it to rods, or wring to ductile wire:
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