"O vale of Rio Bravo! Let thy simple children weep;
Close watch about their holy fire let maids of Pecos keep:
Let Taos send her cry across Sierra Madre's pines,
And Algodones toll her bells amidst her corn and vines;
For lo! the pale land-seekers come, with eager eyes of gain,
Wide scattering, like the bison herds, on broad Salada's plain."
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