I. SHE is a rich and rare land; Oh! she's a fresh and fair land; She is a dear and rare land -- This native land of mine. II. No men than her's are braver -- Her women's hearts ne'er waver I'd freely die to save her, And think my lot divine. III. She's not a dull or cold land; No! she's a warm and bold land; Oh! she's a true and old land -- This native land of mine. IV. Could beauty ever guard her, And virtue still reward her, No foe would cross her border -- No friend within it pine! V. Oh, she's a fresh and fair land; Oh, she's a true and rare land! Yes, she's a rare and fair land -- This native land of mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIGHT TO GRIEF by CARL SANDBURG A BOY'S SUMMER SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A SNOW-STORM; SCENE IN A VERMONT WINTER by CHARLES GAMAGE EASTMAN SONNET: 109 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE AIR: 'CAPTAIN JINKS' by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PRINCETON by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN A SECRET SIGH by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |