They loathe the new, they quite detest the present; They revel in a pre-Columbian morn; Just dare to say America is pleasant, And die beneath the glances of their scorn. They revel in a pre-Columbian morn; And die beneath the glances of their scorn. They are increasing at a rate alarming, Go where I will, the traveled man is there. And now I think that rustic wholly charming Who has not strayed beyond his meadows fair. Go where I will, the traveled man is there. Who has not strayed beyond his meadows fair. Uncontrolled The mighty forces of mysterious space Are one by one subdued by lordly man. The awful lightning that for eons ran Their devastating and untrammeled race, Now bear his messages from place to place Like carrier doves. The winds lead on his van; The lawless elements no longer can Resist his strength, but yield with sullen grace. Are one by one subdued by lordly man. The awful lightning that for eons ran Like carrier doves. The winds lead on his van; The lawless elements no longer can His bold feet scaling heights before untrod, Light, darkness, air and water, heat and cold He bids go forth and bring him power and pelf. And yet though ruler, king and demi-god He walks with his fierce passions uncontrolled The conquerer of all things—save himself. Light, darkness, air and water, heat and cold He bids go forth and bring him power and pelf. He walks with his fierce passions uncontrolled The conquerer of all things—save himself. The Tulip Bed At Greeley Square You know that oasis, fresh and fair In the city desert, as Greeley square? That bright triangle of scented bloom That lies surrounded by grime and gloom?
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