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North and South

Written by: Claude McKay | Biography
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 O sweet are tropic lands for waking dreams! 
There time and life move lazily along.
There by the banks of blue-and-silver streams Grass-sheltered crickets chirp incessant song, Gay-colored lizards loll all through the day, Their tongues outstretched for careless little flies, And swarthy children in the fields at play, Look upward laughing at the smiling skies.
A breath of idleness is in the air That casts a subtle spell upon all things, And love and mating-time are everywhere, And wonder to life's commonplaces clings.
The fluttering humming-bid darts through the trees And dips his long beak in the big bell-flowers, The leisured buzzard floats upon the breeze, Riding a crescent cloud for endless hours, The sea beats softly on the emerald strands-- O sweet for quiet dreams are tropic lands!

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