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��THE SEQUEL.

��He sought his Sire from shore to shore,

He sought him day by day ; The prow he track'd was seen no more,

Breasting the ocean-spray ; Yet, as the winds his voyage sped, He sail'd above his father's head,

Unconscious where it lay. Deep, deep beneath the rolling main: .i—He sought his Sire ; he sought in vain.

Son of the brave ! no longer weep ;

Still with affection true. Along the wild disastrous deep,

Thy father's course pursue ;

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