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  Italy of the Occident! Land of flowers and summer climes, Of holy priests and horrid crimes; Land of the cactus and sweet cocoa; Richer than all the Orient In gold and glory, in want and woe, In self-denial, in days misspent. In truth and treason, in good and guilt, In ivied ruins and altars low. In battered walls and blood misspilt; Glorious, gory Mexico!"