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POETRY: A Magazine of Verse

There is a country full of wine And liquor of the sun, Where sap is running all the year, And spring is never done, Where all is good as it is fair, And love and will are one. Old age may never come there, But ever in to-day The people talk as in a dream And laugh slow time away.