Kansas.A human train with magic strife; Triumphant the age is swiftly coming When barren deserts spring into life. Our state with all of its resources, Has been wrapt long enough in a trance; She has succeeded in reforming all principals That superstition had ruled by the lance. No task by ignorance fostered, Has yet daunted the skill of our time; All barriers that nature afforded Are now working in mechanical rhyme. No problem of political economy, Has mastered our science of law; We tread to the beat of our conscience, We reverence our state with just awe: Old Kansas has a foundation As firm as the light of the sun; And, though at the height of her gloW, Her childhood has only begun. Old Kansas, Old KANSAS, forever ! The land of brave hearts and free intellect; Shall dwell in the midst of all splendor, Where heavenly arches her glory may reflect ! __James Wilkinson. |
Hours in Dreamland
James Wilkinson
(Buffalo: The Peter Paul Book Company. 1896)
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