. Book of song poems. Along the rivers with their scenery fine,Ere the September breeze the air has chilled. BRIDAL VEIL FALLS. WELL sing of the falls in the wildwood;Of the beautiful Bridal Veil;Its wonders again recall our childhood,As it lies hid in its leafy trail. Well sing of the falls in clouds of light,Where it makes its leap over the walls. While we admire this wondrous sight,Well never forget the hidden falls. Well sing of the Bridal Veil, As we hear its murmuring waters roll, Down among the rocks in the swift are they! Beyond control. Well sing of the falls as we go, As it p
. Book of song poems. Along the rivers with their scenery fine,Ere the September breeze the air has chilled. BRIDAL VEIL FALLS. WELL sing of the falls in the wildwood;Of the beautiful Bridal Veil;Its wonders again recall our childhood,As it lies hid in its leafy trail. Well sing of the falls in clouds of light,Where it makes its leap over the walls. While we admire this wondrous sight,Well never forget the hidden falls. Well sing of the Bridal Veil, As we hear its murmuring waters roll, Down among the rocks in the swift are they! Beyond control. Well sing of the falls as we go, As it plays in the bright sunbeams; At its feet a circling rainbow, Its sparkling waters like jewels seen. Well sing of the falls with pleasure. As the mists float neath the sunny sky; Where are all its hidden treasures? Now well leave thee; a kind good-bye. September, 1905. THE DEVILS LAKE. OF the beauties of the Lake well write^With its waves like silver bands;It spreads out over the plains,There to beautify the lands. 34. Bridal Veil Falls, North Dakota. Well sing of the fallb in the wildwood, Of the beautiful Bridal Veil,Its beauties again recall our childhood As it lies hid in its leafy trail. Of the beauties of the Lake well write,That is fringed with living green; Here the workers are the birds and bees,And it welcomes all the wandering streams. Of the beauties of the Lake well writeAs we float around in our canoe; See the flowers and roses gay, Where the trout play in the waters blue. Of the beauties of the Lake well write, There its wonders we behold,With its cool, refreshing springs; All its beauties can never be told. Of the beauties of the Lake well write,On its waves the sunbeams play, Surrounded there by green carpets;Oh, could we here longer stay! September, 1905. THROUGH MONTANA. VE are crossing Montana,Of its beauties we relate;With its inhabitants we sing of a wonderful are crossing Montana, With its pine forests wide That are Natures pride, As
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