American Poets.
Like fruit that's large and ripe and mellow, Sweet and luscious is Longfellow, Melodious songs he oft did pour And high was his Excelsior. He shows in his Psalm of Life The folly of our selfish strife, With Hiawatha we bewail His suffering in great Indian tale. Indian nation was forlorn Till great spirit planted corn; His story of Evangeline It is a tale of love divine.
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"Like fruit that's large and ripe and mellow,..."
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