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 I've sailed where Chimborazo towers Amid old Andes' giant chain, And where the bright Brazilian flowers Pour living fragrance o'er the plain; But sweeter is the clustering vine That doth my home's lov'd porch entwine.

I've roamed where Himmaleh aspires With snowy crest o'er Indian vales, And where perfumed from spicy groves The freighted vessel fills her sails; But dearer far, yon mountain hoar, Blest herald of my native shore.