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Across the Andes, Charles Johnson Post
“The legion that never was listed,” The soft-lilting rhythm and song, The starlight, and shadowy tropics, The palms—and all that belong; The unknown that ever persisted In dreams that were epics of bliss, Of glory and gain without effort— And the visions have faded, like this. -- (Excerpt from the opening poem, "The Tropics"
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