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...on high, Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not — ye have played Among the palms of Mexico and vinos Of Texas, and have crisped the limpid brooks That from the fountains of Sonora glide Into the calm Paeific — have ye fanned A nobler or a lovelier scene than this ? Han hath no part in all this glorious...

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...Breezes of the South ! Who top the golden and the flame-like flowers, And pass the prairie hawk, that poised on high, Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not ; — ye have play'd Amid the palms of Mexico, and vines Of Texas, and have crisp'd the limpid brooks, Beavers at...

...Breezes of the southi Who toss the golden and the flame-like flowers, And pass the prairie hawk, that, poised on high, Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not...Into the calm Pacific — have ye fanned A nobler and a lovelier scene than this?" What kind of a picture would this writer make to-day ? With this questioning...

...'Breezes of the South! Who toss the golden and the flame-like flowers, And pass the prairie-hawk that, poised on high, Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not...have played. Among the palms of Mexico and vines Of Sierras, and have crisped the limpid brooks That from the fountains of Sonora glide Into the calm Pacific...

...have crisped the limpid brooks That from the fountains of Sonora glide Into the calm Pacific—have ye fanned A nobler or a lovelier scene than this ? Man hath no power in all this glorious work : The hand that built the firmament hath heaved And smoothed these...

...Breezes of the South ! Who toss the golden and the flame-like flowers, And pass the prairie-hawk that, poised on high, Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not...nobler or a lovelier scene than this ? Man hath no power in all this glorious work : The Hand that built the firmament hath heaved And smoothed these...

...Breezes of the South! Who toss the golden and the flame-lite flowers , And pass the prairie-hawk that , poised on high , Flaps his broad wings, yet moves...nobler or a lovelier scene than this? Man hath no power in all this glorious work : The hand that built the firmament hath heaved And smoothed these...

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