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"Let winter come! let polar spirits sweep
The dark'ning world and tempest-troubled deep.
Though boundless snows the withered heath deform,
And the dim sun ne'er wanders through the storm,
Yet shall the smile of social love repay
With mental light the melancholy day."
Campbell.
The sledge travellers having all returned, the nece