And Wincobank is waving all his trees
O'er subject towns, and farms, and villages.
And gleaming streams, and woods, and water-falls.
Up! climb the oak-crowned summit! Hoober Stand
And Keppel's Pillar gaze on Wentworth's halls,
And misty lakes, that brighten and expand.
And distant hills that watch the western strand.
Up! trace God's footprints where they paint the mold
With heavenly green, and hues that blush and glow
Like angel's wings; while skies of blue and gold