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192 POEMS AND SONGS
The Arctic giant was too good,—
A foible oft ascribed to giants,
Who foolish trust in little clients, —
He took it,—while we mocking stood.
But all the kings crept to him then,
And each his Order brought, to know it
Thereby renewed and greater, so it
Gave rank to needy noblemen.
Honi soit . . . and all the rest;
Soon Orders covered all his breast.
But oh! they greater grew no tittle,
And he grew so confounded little.
ROMSDAL
Come up on deck! The morning is clear,—
Memory wakes, as the landmarks appear.
How many the islands, green and cheery,
The salt-licking skerries, weed-wound, smeary!
On this side, on that side, they frolic before us,
Good friends, but wild,—in frightened chorus
Sea-fowl shriek round us, a flying legion.
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We are in a region
Of storms historic, unique for aye.
We fare the fishermen’s venturesome way!
Far out the bank and the big fish shoaling,
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