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Is this your glory in a noble line,

To leave your confines and to ravage mine?

Whom I—but let these troubled waves subside—

Another tempest and I'll quell your pride!

Go bear our message to your master's ear,

That wide as ocean I am despot here;

Let him sit monarch in his barren caves!

I wield the trident and control the waves.