O Texas, my Texas, my native state, Of thy wonders and glories many poets prate, Of thy thinking sons and daughters, whose Thrift and courage determines thy fate, While across thy broad and fertile land Soft and gentle southerly breezes fan, Laden with the fragrance from the products of thy land. O Texas, my Texas, you have no equal In the minds and hearts of thy people. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUISE OF THE MONITOR [MARCH 9, 1862] by GEORGE M. BAKER HYMN: FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY: 2 by REGINALD HEBER NATURE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE TAMER OF STEEDS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET MAXIMS FOR THE OLD HOUSE: THE EAVES by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |