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The Silver Gardens

Come to the silver gardens of the South,

Where whisper hath her monarchy, and winds,

Deftly devise live tapestries of shade,

In glades of stillness patterned,

And where the red-bird like a sanguine stain,

Brings Tragedy to Beauty.

—Archer M. Huntington