. Book of song poems. he Isle of Mackinac, Where the winters are cold, and pleanty of snow. LAKE MICHIGAN. WELL sing of the beauties once againAs the waves of the lake we behold,Where the waves play oer its beads of sand,There, forever, while the ages roll. Well sing of the beauties once againAs the steamers on its bosom play, While the fish are playing neath the waves,As we journey to the cities far away. Well sing of the beauties once again, Where the silver streams reach their goal, Where the waves are sporting on the beach:How beautiful are the pictures enscroUed! Well sing of the beauties
. Book of song poems. he Isle of Mackinac, Where the winters are cold, and pleanty of snow. LAKE MICHIGAN. WELL sing of the beauties once againAs the waves of the lake we behold,Where the waves play oer its beads of sand,There, forever, while the ages roll. Well sing of the beauties once againAs the steamers on its bosom play, While the fish are playing neath the waves,As we journey to the cities far away. Well sing of the beauties once again, Where the silver streams reach their goal, Where the waves are sporting on the beach:How beautiful are the pictures enscroUed! Well sing of the beauties once its banks the waters are stayed; There its fragrance like the flowersAnd the forests their beauties display. Well sing of the beauties once again. As our boat cuts the foam of the waters blue; Well neer forget all thy now we bid thee a kind adieu. MINNESOTA. WELL sing of Minnesota stateThat is so very its story well relateIf we here make no we sing, while we The Steamer Ferry Boat, Mackinac The boat with twelve cars on its way, Crossing the straits in all kinds of weather; Tis seen on her run, day after day. In the sunshine and when snow and ice gather. Well sing of Minnesota state,With its streams and many a lake;Sing of its beauties as we welcomes all through its gate,While we sing, while we sing. Well sing of Minnesota as we go;See its springs and fountains its wonders you shall know:Theres lots of game and fine fish too,While we sing, while we sing. Well sing of Minnesota on our retreat:Many forests there we meet;Its fruits are juicy and sweet,Of its wild game there well eat,While we sing, while we sing. Well sing of Minnesota once its fields of golden , copper and coal in the could we all its beauties we sing, while we sing! September, 1905. LAKE ITASCA. LET us sing of the beautiesOf valley and hill,Of the silvery streamsAnd the lake so still. 27
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