My land
5th std 2nd language english 8th poem My land She is a rich and rare land, Oh! she’s a fresh and fair land, She is a dear and rare land- This native land of mine. No men than her’s are braver Her women’s hearts ne’er waver, I’d freely die to save her, And think my lot divine. She’s not a dull or cold land No! she’s a warm and bold land; Oh, she’s a true and old land- This native land of mine. Oh! she’s a fresh and fair land, Oh! she’s a true and rare land; Yes! she’s a rare and fair land, This native land of mine. - Thomas Davis