My Country.Land of surging inland seas, Where the snows from far off mountains Saturate the western breeze. Land of gently sloping prairies, Where the vendure of the sod And the rolling, far-flung vistas Manifest the hand of God; Thou hast teeming, throbbing cities, Monuments to industry, Bulwarks to the shrine of commerce, Towering in grim majesty. Land of hill and land of valley, Land of lake and windswept plain; Over all thy broad dominion May war's ravage never reign. __James B, Whitfield |
Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 128
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)
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