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    "text": "Cuba, our pupil, let thy glory shine⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Our own is brighter, but effulgent thine!",
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    "text": "Lately thine arms struck terror to the foe,",
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    "text": "And now thy hands bring treasuries to woe!",
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    "text": "Daughter of Terrors, Mother of Alarms,",
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    "text": "Courage himself may fly before thine arms;",
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    "text": "But O, what thing escapes, what thing withstands,",
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    "text": "The power of those comprehensive hands?",
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