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From Nubian hills, that hail the dawning day,
To Guinea's coast, where evening fades away,
Regions immense, unsearchable, unknown,
Bask in the splendour of the solar zone ;
A world of wonders, — w here creation seems
No more the work of Nature but her dreams ;
Great, wild, and beautiful, beyond controul.
She reigns in all the freedom of her soul ;
Where none can check her bounty when she showers
O'er the gay wilderness her fruits and flowers ;
None brave her fury, when, with whirlwind breath,
And earthquake step, she walks abroad with death ;
O'er boundless plains she holds her fiery flight,
In terrible magnificence of light ;
At blazing noon pursues the evening breeze,
Through the dun gloom of realm-o'ershadowing trees,
Her thirst at Nile's mysterious fountain quells,
Or bathes in secrecy where Niger swells
An inland ocean, on whose jasper rocks
With shells andsea-flower-wreaths she bindsher locks :
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