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XXIX.
CALIFORNIA.
Good gracious! how the mind gloats o'er the stories,Glittering and clinking with their weight of gold,
And never tiring, though so often told,
The last recital giving added glories!
We read them in the Mercantile and other
Veritable prints, and must believe 'em,
And eyes and ears are open to receive 'em,
And every doubt that they are true we smother!
But pile the metal on some mount Pacific,
Till we can catch its shining even here,
My bark, for one, shall never thenceward steer,
The faithful promise howsoe'er prolific.
The stories may be true, as we are told,
But there a beefsteak's worth its weight in gold.
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