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A plant of majestic deportment and brilliant colors. 
PRIDE OF BIRTH. 
My mother, if thou love me, name no more 
My noble birth. Sounding at every breath 
My noble birth! thou kill’st me. Thither fly, 
As to their only refuge, all from whom 
Nature withholds all good besides ; they boast 
Their noble birth, conduct us to the tombs 
Of their forefathers, and from age to age 
Ascending, trumpet their illustrious race: 
But whom has thou beheld, or canst thou name, 
Derived from no forefather? Such a man 
Lives not; for how could such be born at all? 
And if it chance that, native of a land 
Far distant, or in infancy deprived 
Of all his kindred, one who cannot trace 
His origin, exist, why deem him sprung 
From baser ancestry than theirs who can? 
My mother! he whom nature at his birth 
Endowed with virtuous qualities, although 
An Et iiop and a slave, is nobly born. 
Wm. CowPER. 

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