. Book of song poems. ir robes are like the jewels rare, Their feet are hid by the clouds of light, Ever singing of its power and might,Brightly shown in the mountain air. Among the rocks its treasures are seen,As down the mountain it doth climb, A silvery beauty there sublime, Where it drinks from every spring. It is flowing through the land; See, it is hidden by the forests peacefully flows the mountain stream; And will reach the ocean strand. Far behind are the snow-capped peaks. On the mountains there go by,With sharp-pointed rocks piercing the sky. Where it rolls on, the tides t
. Book of song poems. ir robes are like the jewels rare, Their feet are hid by the clouds of light, Ever singing of its power and might,Brightly shown in the mountain air. Among the rocks its treasures are seen,As down the mountain it doth climb, A silvery beauty there sublime, Where it drinks from every spring. It is flowing through the land; See, it is hidden by the forests peacefully flows the mountain stream; And will reach the ocean strand. Far behind are the snow-capped peaks. On the mountains there go by,With sharp-pointed rocks piercing the sky. Where it rolls on, the tides to meet. August, 1905. SIERRA NEVADA MOUNTAINS. WF/LL sing of a mountain rangeFar away in our land of gold,Tis the Sierra Nevada we see—A wonder while the ages roll. Well sing of a mountain range That stands in a region old;With their sparkling crowns so high. What a lovely sight to behold! Well sing of a mountain range As we hear the story told;Its many treasures unseen, Where they laugh at the tempests and cold. 76. Needle Mountains, California. These mountains differ from others,A beauty In Nature for miles are seen, Their round tops decorated with snow feathersWhile their bases are covered with evergreen. Well sing of a mountain rangeWhere Natures book doth unfold; Precious stones and minerals are found;Many are the beauties they hold. Well sing of a mountain range, There they stand as monarchs bold; Where the palm and magnolia grow;They were formed by Natures mold. Well sing of a mountain range, Where Natures pictures are scrolled; There the roses and lilies bloom—How can all its beauties be enrolled? YOSEMITE VALLEY. THERE is a lovely valleyWithm our sunny land;Tis a beauty—the Yosemite—With its scenery grand. There in this lovely valley,With its great waterfalls; Near by is the redwoodAnd the mountain walls. There in this lovely beauties doth unfold; So many are its treasuresAnd wonders there untold. There in this lovely valley, Its pictures are Natures
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