Show Written for The Herald UT AIL II Who stands without the portal This wild and stormy night O be ye weary mortal Or gnome or airy sprite Speak ye nor idly stammer What means this ceaseless clamor Like Thors thunderous hammer On Scandinavian height Tls Utah simply asking T4 eU The birthright of the free While favored ones are basking In warmth and liberty She sits alone In sorrow Nor from her mood can borrow Hope for the coming morrow Of just prosperity She comes to join the Union A bright star from the west lVth soul in full commission With all the choicest best an spite of haughty scoffers Such wise alliance offers She brings not empty coffers Nor sits a tauter guest A people who were given The barren wilderness Whove late and early striven Come famine and distress To wretched hovels clinging Or peace and plenty bringing Praises and joyous singing Our God would surely bless Are we not all His children Of every age and land Much thats to us bewilderine Does He not understand Whether we JPSH follow Confucius or Apollo He holds us in tne hollow Of His Almighty hand You say shes barren reaches Of cactus sage and stones Where sun and temp st bleaches The fated travelers bones nArA ilr1 nvnt nrrwlnr Hears Y naught but grlzrly growling Or mountain lion howling In savage murderous tones She brings you gorgeous flowers As ever priceless wove Sweet nooks and fairy bowers The haunts of youth and love Wild i scenes of richest splendor l go A thousand graces lend her And breezes soft attend her From every fragrant grove She offers fruits no sweeter In svnny Eden grew She chants a song with meter Set to strange cords and new She brings you wealth and beauty And nroffcrs to refute Ve Bra heats alert to duty To home and country true She brings you gorgeous measure i Heaped up and running oer Of earths most valued treasure Gold in exhaustless store Dark clouds with silver lining Rootlets and tendrils twining Round genms forever shining Where canyon torrents pour Why should she sit thug lonely The brightest queen of the west She waits the asking only To be in nuptials dressed None but the blind had slighted Such loveliness unpllghted Old Wisdom would delighted Have clasped her to his brejst N Albert Sherman Salt Lake city Jan 1RP4 |