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While foreign wealth by busy hands is stored, Or British manufactures borne aboard: 520 Arabia far shall send her rich perfumes; Persia the shining product of her looms; With spices kindled in hot Ceylon's air, And China's painted vases for the fair. But let the sailors shun the faithless shore Behind the Cumbrays, where white surges roar; Bend to the east, where Clyde runs dark and deep, His borders edged with precipices steep; Where in a sweet recess, by hills embraced, Ardgowan's chieftain has his mansion placed; 530 Its view extending o'er the western main, Where isles unnumbered deck the liquid plain.  Where Bute's green bosom spreads to meet the day, Round Rothsay's towers the morning sun-beams play, That, like her chief, superior and serene, Smiles o'er the murmurs of the curling main: Mid groves with undiminished verdure gay, She mocks the waves, and laughs the storms away; And bids her Brandons, mid the ranks of fame, Aspiring rise, and claim a nation's name; 540 A Cambrian race, whose arms durst long deride The Scotish laurels, and the Norman pride.
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