Oklahoma, A Sonnet.
Here, through the ages old, the desert slept In solitudes unbroken, save when passed The bison herds, and savage hunters swept In thund'ring chaos down the valleys vast; But, lo! Across the barren margins stepped Advancement with her legions, and one blast From her imperial trumpet filled the last Lone covert where affrighted wildness crept. Full armed, full armored, at her wondrous birth, Her shining temples wreathed with gorgeous dower, She sits among the empires of the earth; Her proud achievements o'er the nations tower, Won by her people with their royal worth, With lofty culture, wisdom, wealth and power.
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"Here, through the ages old, the desert slept..."
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