| Show GREAT SALT LAKE he who upon your shore and sies the line your restless hand is ie sti still i I 1 engraving on your it floor of mingled salt and shifting hitting sand saad knows known well it WAS the same hand band traced the lines which mountain yut yet retain JELI bagh h up their slopes still which which mark for miles your old domain tig tie ages since your ripples kneed kissed on mountain side that bouncil boondry bo ry line which fades away in purple mist like lie memory made dim by time yet ranges which you once embraced tow how old and burned by desert sun sull still show the time your kisses traced when you were great and they were young it matters naught how wide your sway your lour greatest charm to ie not your dower for rippling on your sands of gray tie plain that beauty is your power ower and flashing from your am viertel that brilliant beauty sullis seen I 1 in bauve t ve pride you lift your head an be to say 1 I still am queen and holding sand saad the sunset tends ido you romps omps galore youl mount mountains aina robed fobe in purple stand like courtiers courtie rm upon your shore and pay their tribute to your youth As grandsires grand sires eires gray by love beguiled or moved by duty or by truth pay tribute to a little child but oer your waves of rainbow tints and through your pomp of sunset gold A nameless silence ever hints tome borne secret wh eh ch remains untold however gy your mask of youth it cannot hide hicle that awe or dread lowly jowly whispers of the truth until one feels that yon are dead and in the deserts burn burning i sand like wrinkled giants gianis d dun b with age the distant mountains sphinx I 1 like ike stand and show their anciani vassalage and yet they seem to draw away for shrinking br inking back a it if from harm barm into ti the tinted mists they seem to say your birthright bartered for a charm I 1 FRANK |
