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AMERICA AND COLUMBIA.
THROUGH years of toil Columbus
Unto our New World came;
But a charlatan skipped after,
And gave that world his name.
Unto our New World came;
But a charlatan skipped after,
And gave that world his name.
All day in street and market
The liar's name we see;
Columbia!—sweet and seldom—
Is left to Poetry.
The liar's name we see;
Columbia!—sweet and seldom—
Is left to Poetry.
And the names bring back a lesson
Taught to the world in youth—
That the realm of Song and Beauty
Is the only home of Truth.
Taught to the world in youth—
That the realm of Song and Beauty
Is the only home of Truth.
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