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See on the rock th' Enchanter Telford stand,
And bid an Empire's wealth obey the wand;
Surpris'd the Tritons, in their floating shells,
See modern magic, by her happier spells,
Raise the tall pier—extend the massy chain—
And lead the million o'er the subject main;
Alike serenely when the tempest roars,
As when the placid waters greet the shores.
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