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has been happily hit off by Lord Byron in the opening canto of "The 

 Bride of Abydos:" 



Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle 



Are emblems of deeds that arc done in their clinic; 

 Where the rage of the vulture, the Low of the turtle, 



N'dw melt into sorrow, now madden to crime? 

 Know ye the land of the cedar and vine, 



Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shine; 

 Where the Light wings of zephyr, oppressed with perfume, 



Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gul in herbloomr 



The poet then telle us that it is "the land of the sun," and sun-kissed 

 Southern California exactly responds to the description. Let us all alike 

 bend to the great work of showing what the unclouded skies of the south- 

 ern counties can do in the way of reproducing the most gracious, varied, 

 and multiform vegetation of the poetical regions of earth. There lies our 

 grand mission, and in it we can well afford to sink all petty local jealousies! 



