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The wind comes riding down from heaven
Ho
wind of heaven, what do you bring
Cool for the dawn, dew for the even,

You have the grit and the guts,
I know;
You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, combative, stubborn, hard,
But your honor ends with your own back-yard;

To Andrew
Paris,
November
Their faces are bony and sharp but very red, althoughtheir ancestors nearly two hundred years have dweltby the miasmal banks of tidewaters where malarial fevermakes men gaunt and dosing with quinine shakes ...

You personify God's message
You reflect the King's face
There is nothing in the universe that you are
Everything you want, look for it within yourself—  you are that