. Book of song poems. es be told? While the sunbeams play on the golden strandWhere Natures wonders doth there unfold. September- 1905. 19 MICHIGAN. IVTOW my friends, if youll attend,_L J. And listen till this story ends,Well write you a fine descriptionOf the state of Michigan. Here is where the white pine grows,Through winter they have their deep through here the fruits are fine,Youll see rich fields of golden grain. Up in Michigan youll find there stillMany a saw and shingle mill;Many fine towns they have there,Along the rivers and lakes so clear. Some fine scenes along the streams
. Book of song poems. es be told? While the sunbeams play on the golden strandWhere Natures wonders doth there unfold. September- 1905. 19 MICHIGAN. IVTOW my friends, if youll attend,_L J. And listen till this story ends,Well write you a fine descriptionOf the state of Michigan. Here is where the white pine grows,Through winter they have their deep through here the fruits are fine,Youll see rich fields of golden grain. Up in Michigan youll find there stillMany a saw and shingle mill;Many fine towns they have there,Along the rivers and lakes so clear. Some fine scenes along the its forests of evergreens,Also minerals here youll find,Along the great Superior line. The fine lakes along our way,On their waves the sunbeams play;And some game youll find there,Birds and squirrels, the deer and bear. September, 1905. MACKINAC ISLAND. WELL sing of the Island of MackinacWhere the waves in splendor, how theyrollAs they break on a rock-bound coast,— How can the wonders of the island be told? 20. ^ 0 u M >» ^ G3 r« C S3 r/3 ^H b4 O a> ei 4^ ^ o ^1-) 4^ ^ o3 cdho o •r-l COCD CD O m Si 5 o od *^ 03 ^is Si SB 03 P O m O to ^ IS >> o ? o I ^ 0) I— a: Well sing of the Island of MackinacWhere the archway of stone doth stand, While many other beauties we seeOn this isle out from the land. Well sing of the Island of Mackinac, There encircled with waves in their flight, Here our boat is rocked in the foam,We see their spray like jewels of light. Well sing of the Island of Mackinac,- A resort fanned by the breezes oer;Now we leave these lovely scenesAnd the far-off lands explore. LAKE SUPERIOR. THERES a lake whose wondrous beautyFar excels your fancy dreams;The breezes are cool and refreshingLike the breath of early spring. Theres a lake with all its beauties In this story we will tell,With its pure and sparkling waters, There we all remember well. Theres a lake with all its beauties Fringed around in living the many towns and cities Alo
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