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ON THE SAGUENAY.
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O sentinels, piercing the cloudland,
Stand forth in stupendous array!
My brow, by your shadows enshrouded,
Is humbled before you to-day.
But, peaks that are gilded by heaven,
Defiant you stand in your pride!
From glories too distant above me,
I turn to the friend by my side.
