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I love the tropics, where sun and rain / Go forth together, a joyous train, / To hold up the green, gay side of the world, / And to keep earth's banners of bloom unfurled.
I love the scents that are hidden there / By housekeeper Time, in her chests of air: / Strange and subtle and all a-rife, / With vague lost dreams of a bygone life.