The Santa Fe Trail and Other Poems

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“[…]bill and coo. Into my open window Nature smiled, And all the world seemed pure and undefiled. Naught can describe those joys of early morn, When from the night another day was born. When cares that come oppress and burden me, I’ll pray to God to send me memory, Where precious moments came at break of day, “The Alvarado” on the Santa Fe. Thither my soul shall fly where’er I be, And bring that joy of morning back to me. […].”