. Book of song poems. Nature forever it stands Like a huge giant so tall,There in our western land. High are thy gateways and palisades— Their beauties are hid by a mountain screen. Well sing of the wonders as we wander And listen to its story told,Here for centuries its walls doth stand Where Natures beauties there unfold. August, 1905. WYOMING. OF Wyoming now we will tell,Where the flocks and herds theredo well,And many products there they sell,While we sing, while we sing. Of Wyoming the story is wondrous beauties there unfold,About the mountains and ranges so old,While we sing, wh
. Book of song poems. Nature forever it stands Like a huge giant so tall,There in our western land. High are thy gateways and palisades— Their beauties are hid by a mountain screen. Well sing of the wonders as we wander And listen to its story told,Here for centuries its walls doth stand Where Natures beauties there unfold. August, 1905. WYOMING. OF Wyoming now we will tell,Where the flocks and herds theredo well,And many products there they sell,While we sing, while we sing. Of Wyoming the story is wondrous beauties there unfold,About the mountains and ranges so old,While we sing, while we sing. Up in Wyoming there is foundMany wild animals and birds its canyons and caves we sing, while we sing. Up in Wyoming there is yetMany fine minerals there they get;Oer its plains the golden sun doth we sing, while we sing. Up in Wyoming as we mountains there are covered with snowAnd rich valleys their timbers we sing, while we sing. September, 1905. 95. Mount Holy Cross, Colorado. Mount Holy Cross, with its deep ravinesFilled with snow the cross to form, For tifty miles it can be the traveler wanders along. YELLOWSTONE LAKE. THERES a lake that is spreadFar above the ocean tide,Fenced in with mountains beauties there are Natures pride,Within its green folds was found. Theres a lake that is spreadOat in our western land, Hid by the mountains us sing of the beauties on every hand, There as we wander far away. Theres a lake that is spread. Out on its waves the sunbeam plays, With flowers and lilies dressed in its banks the deer and antelope graze. its waves are like silvery bands of light. Theres a lake that is spreadOut beneath the starry skies. Out among its fragrance we row,Here its beauties meet the travelers eyes. Now, alas, we must bid thee adieu! September, 1905. YELLOWSTONE PARK. LET us sing of the wondrous beautyThat is within our pathway found:Of its forests, flowers a
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