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Over the hills, as the pewee flies, / Under the blue of the Southern skies; / Over the hills, where the red-bird wings / Like a scarlet blossom, or sits and sings:
Under the shadow of rock and tree, / Where the warm wind drones with the honey-bee; / And the tall wild-carrots around you sway / Their lace-like flowers of cloudy gray: