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The Sleeping Giant

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(THUNDER BAY, LAKE SUPERIOR)     When did you sink to your dreamless sleep         Out there in your thunder bed?     Where the tempests sweep,     And the waters leap,         And the storms rage overhead.     Were you lying there on your couch alone         Ere Egypt and Rome were born?     Ere the Age of Stone,     Or the world had known         The Man with the Crown of Thorn.     The winds screech down from the open west,         And the thunders beat and break     On the amethyst     Of your rugged breast, -         But you never arise or wake.     You have locked your past, and you keep the key         In your heart 'neath the westing sun,     Where the mighty sea     And its shores will be         Storm-swept till the world is done.

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