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 "O vale of Rio Bravo! Let thy simple children weep; Close watch about their holy fire let maids of Pecos keep: Let Taos send her cry across Sierra Madre's pines, And Algodones toll her bells amidst her corn and vines; For lo! the pale land-seekers come, with eager eyes of gain, Wide scattering, like the bison herds, on broad Salada's plain."