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... wild, On nature's bulwarks grey; His plume waves in the northern b^eez?, The shadows round him play. The bracken fern and blackberry Spring up about his feet, While heath-crowned rocks, or hoary crags, O'er head oft nearly meet. The storms that blow so ...