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I Pee a bird t>erch<?d or. his sc-'it,
^he pelican, like? p. phost.
~he rullet, lea^inp ur> cn hi^h,
Across the bright sunlit rays --A silver srlnsh beneath thr sky,
'.'here the "little vsvel«t ’•’leys.
The oak trees still r. re rt - nding there, iut the r. hunters disanoer.r.
The sounds of progress Till the sir,
And nrosnerity is n e p.r.
And all the friends vho once vere ~ine Hnve crossed o'er the :'3reot Divide."
I drink s roblet filled vith vine To those cn the other side.
-- Author l'n'novn
(rource:	^cranbook of Ars. ir.r-brth Jer~yn H»rdinp "Te reus on
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