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