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Rh Gorgeous blooming herbage and tall flowers.

On a green island, hanging o'er the flood, Even where it falleth, lovely flowers are wooed, And with eternal youth imbued, By a lapse of gentle rain From the cataract's hurricane: Love celestial in showers Falls from devastating powers! Under the foam-bow and the cloud, Here where thunders peal aloud, Human souls with trembling bow'd, Mosi-oa-tunya!

Cruel lords of all the isles, Though a heavenly rainbow smiles, Only feel bewildering annihilating terror; Offer human lives to thee in blind, bewilder'd error. Love abideth still, sublime O'er the roar and whirl of Time, Foam-bow of a sunnier clime, Mosi-oa-tunya!