Identifier: bookofsongpoems00alte (find matches)
Title: Book of song poems
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Alter, James Leander, 1859-
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Publisher: (Remington? Ind.)
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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25 Si m OoCI® I Here is the snow-capped peak,Many falls pouring oer the rocky steepAnd are hid in the forest deep,While you go, while you go. Here the gold and silver abound,And other minerals are found.The saw and shingle mills around.While we go, while we go. Now the ocean tide we reach,And were camping on the beach,And the oysters we can reach,While we stay, while we stay. August, 1905. THE Wn^LAMETTE RIVER. WELL sing of the Willamette River,Where its clear waters flow;Well sing of its beauties ever.As over its bosom we row. Well sing of the Willamette River,Of its sparkling waters so grand; Among its fragrants there so clever,See its waters like a silvery band. Well sing of the Willamette, Of its waters pouring over the falls. All its wonders well neer forget:Along its banks the mountain walls. Well sing of the WillametteAs it rolls on to meet the tide. Its springs and streams we remember yet:.All these scenes are Natures pride. 60 a Oi 3 S 14 (-. ^ OJ u ,is! 1) 83
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Well sing of the Willamette—How can we its wonders tell? O could we of its treasures get!Now to its smiles we bid farewell. August, 1905. THE SONG OF THE PACIFIC. WERE sailing on the Ocean,Out among its waves so blue,Where our ship cuts the foam;With the brave boys of its crew! Well sing of the Pacific Ocean; Its waves are rolling neath our feet,And the treasures in its bosom Are hidden by the waters deep. The waves are broken by the mountains. And the lovely island chains.Now our ship fast is sailing; For miles youll see its white wings. We see out around our vessel, Where the shark and swordfish play, And the many other wondersThat are seen far out at sea. Still on northward now were steering;. Yonder is the whale in sight:See! he is spouting high the water. We see the mountains on the right. We see the Alaskan coast ahead, The volcanoes are in sight,Throwing high their smoke and cinders:. Theyre enveloped in flames of light. 62 Now we leave the Alaskan coast,Sailing to the southe

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