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HIGH
LIGHTS
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KANSAS CITY
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Illustrated Poems
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Places We Love |
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SWOPE PARK HILLS |
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Eternal spring
is brooding on
these hills,
Where ancient
oaks lift knotty
hands,
Like Druid
priests, and
chant
In minor key
Their hymn
Of dim
Antiquity.
Here primal
shadows slant
Across
deep-carven
crags; the sands
Of time have
ceased to run;
earth's grandeur
fills
My soul with
ecstasy, and
lifts and
thrills
And binds it
fast with silken
strands
Of kinship to
each plant
And bush and
tree
That limn
The brim
Of pageantry
Where beauty
spreads rampant
Her magic on
primeval lands.
Eternal spring
is brooding on
these hills.
--Elizabeth
Barnes. |
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SWOPE PARK
TREES |
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Grand old trees,
in Swope Park
stand
Towering, flowering to the skies;
Stalwart
beauties of our
land,
Gateway signs to paradise.
--Grace Gladman
Orme. |
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SWOPE PARK |
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The gateway's
arms are open
wide,
Inviting all to
go inside;
Beyond these
lovely portals,
there
Waits happiness
that all may
share.
The wooded
hills, the still
lagoon
That mirrors sun
and stars and
moon,
Are where the
children go to
play,
And spicy
breezes cool the
day.
Here Spring's
first blossoms
may be found;
Here Summer
gatherings
abound;
Here Autumn's
colors please
the eye,
And Winter's
snow piles white
and high.
Whenever one may
choose to go,
All Nature sings
a sweet solo.
The entrance
stands with arms
outstretched,
To bid you
welcome as a
guest.
--Dove Forrester
Ellis. |
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AUTUMN IN SWOPE
PARK |
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Autumnal glory!
All the woods
ablaze
With shimmering
hues of bright
and burnished
leaves!
From clear blue
skies descends a
tender haze
On hill and dale
and on the
gathered
sheaves.
Gone is the
summer, silent
is the thrush
That sang so
sweetly in the
lilac tree,
But with their
passing comes
the flaming
bush,
The miracle of
Nature's
pageantry.
So be the autumn
day in life's
swift flight:
A harvest, rich
with hope and
memory,
A sunset passing
in a blaze of
light
And golden
leaves on the
autumnal tree!
--Andreas Bard. |
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HIGH
LIGHTS
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KANSAS CITY
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Illustrated Poems
about the
Places We Love |
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Copyright 1945 by Mrs. G. L.
Fullington. |
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