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[Illustration: _Physical Drill Instructor (to weak-kneed recruit)_. "NAH
THEN! IF YOU'RE A-GOING TER JUMP--_JUMP!_"]

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A LOST LAND.

(To GERMANY.)

A childhood land of mountain ways,
Where earthy gnomes and forest fays,
Kind foolish giants, gentle bears,
Sport with the peasant as he fares
Affrighted through the forest glades,
And lead sweet wistful little maids
Lost in the woods, forlorn, alone,
To princely lovers and a throne.
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Dear haunted land of gorge and glen,
Ah me! the dreams, the dreams of men!

A learned land of wise old books
And men with meditative looks,
Who move in quaint red-gabled towns
And sit in gravely-folded gowns,
Divining in deep-laden speech
The world's supreme arcana--each