Arise from forest, stream and hill,
To charm the sense or test the skill.

Oft times by restlessness oppressed,
I long to see that lonely crest;
And once again to dream beside
The arch, that's lettered "Great Divide."


[*]A watershed of the Rockies--a stream passing beneath an arch
on the summit is divided, one part being directed eastward and
the other westward.




Above the Clouds

On the shores of a sea of mist
I chanced to roam,
Where sunlit the surface gleamed
Whiter than foam.

But the voice of the restless main
Was absent there,
For the billows that rolled along
Were waves of air;

And the isles of that silent sea
Were mountain peaks