Fairest Of All That Earth Beholds, The

Look On This Beautiful World, And Read The Truth In Her Fair Page.

Thou Who Wouldst See The Lovely And The Wild Mingled In Harmony On Nature's Face, Ascend Our Rocky Mountains. Let Thy Foot Fail Not With Weariness, For On Their Tops The Beauty And The Majesty Of Earth, Spread Wide Beneath, Shall Make Thee To Forget The Steep And Toilsome Way.

Is Not Thy Home Among The Flowers?

A Herd Of Prairie-wolves Will Enter A Field Of Melons And Quarrel About The Division Of The Spoils As Fiercely And Noisily As So Many Politicians.

The February Sunshine Steeps Your Boughs And Tints The Buds And Swells The Leaves Within.