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From the Magnolia.

from Tie Masnol
COME TO THE SOUTH.
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COME TO THE SOUTH


By Hon. H. B. .Neek, Of .7laOGnaa.
Oh ! come to the South, sweet, beautiful one,
'Ts the claim of the heart tits the shrine of the SUM-
Where the sky ever shines with passionate glow,
And the flowers spread their treasures of crimson and



along,
And gay birds glancing in beauty and song;
Where summer smiles o'er mountain and plain,
And the best gifts of Eden, unshadowed, remain


Oh, come to the South,


The shrine Of the sun,


And dwell in its bowers,


Sweet, beautiful one
oh come to the South, and I'll build thee home,
Where winter shall never ntrusirely come,
The eueen-like catalpa, the myrtle and pine.
The gold-fruited orange, the ruby y-gcmmed vine,
Shall bloom round they DWELLING and shade thee at noon
While birds of all music keep amorous tune:
By the gush of glad fountains, we'll rest US at eve,
No troubles TO vex us, and no sorrows to grieve


On, come to the South,


The shrine Of the sun,


And dwell in its bowers,


Sweet, beautiful one
Oh! come to the South, s the home of the heart
No sky like its own, can deep passion impart;
The glow of its summer is felt i'll the soul,
And Love keepeth ever his fervent control!
Oh, here would Thy beauty most brilliantly beam,
And thy life pass away like delicate dream!-
Each wish of thy heart should realized be,
And this beautiful land seem an Eden to thee


Then ccme to the South,


The shrine of the sun,


And dwell in its bowers,


Sweet beautiful one