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I stand upon the mountain's brow-- I drink the cool fresh, mountain breeze-- I see thy little town below,[090] Thy villas, hedge-rows, fields and trees, And hail thee with exultant glow, GEM OF THE ORIENTAL SEAS!
I stand upon the mountain's brow-- I drink the cool fresh, mountain breeze-- I see thy little town below,[090] Thy villas, hedge-rows, fields and trees, And hail thee with exultant glow, GEM OF THE ORIENTAL SEAS!