. Valleys of the Great Salt Lake .. . e and beautiful. Be-tween the two sharp promontories, which are separated onlyby a narrow space, the river and the railroad both run, onepressing closely against the other. The stream leaps over arocky bed and its banks are lined with tangled brush. Theturreted rocks, the rushing stream and the darkling canonbring forcibly to mind that wonderful dream of Coleridge: In Xanadn did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree;Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man, Down to a sunless twice five miles of fertile ground With walls
. Valleys of the Great Salt Lake .. . e and beautiful. Be-tween the two sharp promontories, which are separated onlyby a narrow space, the river and the railroad both run, onepressing closely against the other. The stream leaps over arocky bed and its banks are lined with tangled brush. Theturreted rocks, the rushing stream and the darkling canonbring forcibly to mind that wonderful dream of Coleridge: In Xanadn did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree;Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man, Down to a sunless twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round;And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomd many an incense-bearing tree;And here were forests ancient as the hills, Infolding sunny spots of greenery. Once past the gate, and looking back, the bold headlandsforming it have a new and more attractive beauty. They arehigher and more massive, it seems, than when we were in theirshadow. Huge rocks project far out from their perpendicular. WINNIES GROTTO. SCENERY OF UTAH. 53 faces. No other isolated pinnacles in this region approachthem in size or majesty. They are landmarks up and downthe canon, their lofty tops catching the eye before their basesare discovered The impression made by these remarkable monoliths is bestconveyed by the following poem: Stand, stranger, stand. The castle gate Through which you pass to fairy landIs mine to guard. What happy fate Bids you within its border ? Stand! Warder of this stately castle, Stay the menace of your hand,I am but a simple singer Singing songs throughout the the time-stained rugged portals I can catch a glimpse afar,Where the light shines on the woodland Like the light of the morning star. Let me pass, O, stern-faced warder, Through the wondrous castle gate;Let me walk within the garden Led by fancy and by the sunlight and the moonlight And the starlight, as they fall,Seem replete with happy fancies Making pictures
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