"_To this new South, who values her high past in chief, as fit foundation of that edifice whereon she labors day by day, and with augmenting strokes_." "Nightly I mark and praise, or great or small, Such stars as proudly struggle one by one To heaven's highest place, as Procyon, Antarês, Naös, Tejat and Nibal Attain supremacy, and proudly fall, Still glorious, and glitter, and are gone So very soon;--whilst steadfast and alone Polaris gleams, and is not changed at all.…
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