I. SHE is a rich and rare land; Oh! she's a fresh and fair land; She is a dear and rare land -- This native land of mine. II. No men than her's are braver -- Her women's hearts ne'er waver I'd freely die to save her, And think my lot divine. III. She's not a dull or cold land; No! she's a warm and bold land; Oh! she's a true and old land -- This native land of mine. IV. Could beauty ever guard her, And virtue still reward her, No foe would cross her border -- No friend within it pine! V. Oh, she's a fresh and fair land; Oh, she's a true and rare land! Yes, she's a rare and fair land -- This native land of mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO RIVERS by RALPH WALDO EMERSON YOUTH by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: LUCINDA MATLOCK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PASSING AWAY by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI PSALM 14. DIXIT INSIPIENS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE UPON MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND HIS GOING INTO ENGLAND, 1661 by ANNE BRADSTREET |