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Lyrics of Love and Laughter

It is as if the gloom of night
Had hid a summer's day, 
And willows, sighing at their plight,
Bent low beside the way.

For he was part of all the best
That Nature loves and gives,
And ever more on Memory's breast
he lies and laughs and lives.

TO THE SOUTH.
ON ITS NEW SLAVERY.
HEART of the Southland, heed me pleading 
now,
Who bearest, unashamed, upon my brow
The long kiss of the loving tropic sun, 
And yet, whos veins with thy red current run.

Borne on the bitter winds from every hand,
Strange tales are flying over all the land,

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