| Show a TWO ON THE TOWER A memory ol 01 boyhood this proud lofty station we view the lake s expanse we watch with keen elation the white capped billows dance huge waves are fiercely dashing otheir manes their sides are lashing As gladiators clashing they surge and fierce advance here every place seems quiet no Is vex the ear no tumult and no riot are wont to wander here hinged by the sky and ocean we watch with quick emotion the poising sea gull s motion he plunges spurning fear here where the air Is rarer than air Is wont to be your roseleaf rose leat ace seems fairer than helens face to me your tender eyes are glowing their girlish rapture showing hark how the wind comes blowing 0 er all the land locked sea far below the big lake s lying and creeping er the land the shrill sea gull are flying A hoarse tumultuous band they breast the breezes blowing on buoyant tourneys going their godlike rapture showing 0 er surging sea and strand chicago s squares are teeming beneath keen sapphire sky tall tapering spires are gleaming the chattering swallows fly and exiles from every nation outcasts or poor of station here receive a warm ovation where despots and tyrants die here where they brew the weather where old fronts the sky come birds on timorous feather with callow p pe and cry you see them taint and straining our coign of vantage gaining they wheel and poise disdaining and pretty tactics try gray tattered clouds are drifting so tranquil through the air the sunshine s splendor sitting that filters golden share his yellow rays are glean ing rich barbaric jewels streaming some splendid spendthrift seeming and tossing tawny hair there snarls chicago s river coiling with foul scorpion spite black seething currents shiver where dead men lurk at night winding like a serpent creeping to sting fond tender dove her girlish vigil keeping and yearning for her love like some vast emerald etching the rolling prairie seems some green S beria stretching all drenched in golden gleams the sapphire sky smiles tender all flecked with aerial foam chicago s ringed with splendor two million are at home ah rose 1 time s swift river we drift to death s sea our two tributes to deliver what fate holds tor you and me for youth and love must perish and beauty too will fade the hopes we cherish the dreams of youth and maid jamea E KINSEL 1 registry division chicago lc |
