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Palm trees, grouped upon the highland, Here and there make pleasant island; On the bark some wag hath wrote-- "Who would fly, when he can float?"

Udder'd cows are standing--pensive, Not belonging to that ilk; How shall horn, or tail defensive, Keep the water from their milk?

Lo, the black swan, paddling slowly, Pintail ducks, and sheldrakes holy, Nile-goose flaked, and herons gray, Silver-voiced at fall of day!