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“Until safe anchored in thy harbour, rife with all the gracious guest-rites that bestow health on the living, on the dying life, God in His pity pleased the way to show:
Here rest, here sweet repose from grief, toil, strife, new Peace appeasing ev’ry want and woe thou gavest us:
Now, if hast heard me well told is the tale thou badest me to tell.