OUT WHERE the handclasp's a little stronger, Out where the smile dwells a little longer, That's where the West begins; Out where the sun is a little brighter, Where the snows that fall are a trifle whiter, Where the bonds of home are a wee bit tighter, -- That's where the West begins. Out where the skies are a trifle bluer, Out where friendship's a little truer, That's where the West begins; Out where a fresher breeze is blowing, Where there's laughter in every streamlet flowing, Where there's more of reaping and less of sowing, -- That's where the West begins. Out where the world is in the making, Where fewer hearts in despair are aching, That's where the West begins; Where there's more of singing and less of sighing, Where there's more of giving and less of buying, And a man makes friends without half trying -- That's where the West begins. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PELTERS OF PYRAMIDS by RICHARD HENGIST (HENRY) HORNE THE HAYSTACK IN THE FLOODS by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) THE PROCLAMATION by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER HIS PRAYER TO PECUNIA by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE SORCERESS OF THE MOON by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |