To north and south, and east and west, Sierra's eagle cries: "Come see the land we love the best— 'Eureka!' 'Tis our prize." The four winds catch the eagle cry, And waft it round the world. Inviting ships of sea and sky To see the flag unfurled. A continent is cut in twain, Ignoring nature's law, And men from every mart and main Will honor Panama. Westward! Westward! o'er the plain Is borne on every gale— They come by broncho, car, and train O'er every western trail. Eastward! Eastward! set the sail, Mikado's men of war, Come tread in peace the mystic trail In Frisco's harbor bar. Northward! Northward! o'er "the line" From old Magellan's strait, The mermaid paths upon the brine Lead to the Golden Gate. Southward! Southward! is the goal— Let not the dog train stay Till every "musher" from the pole Is camped upon the Bay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LIGHTED WINDOW by SARA TEASDALE LORD, HEAR MY PRAYER; A PARAPHRASE OF THE 102ND PSALM by JOHN CLARE A BROOK IN THE CITY by ROBERT FROST H. BAPTISME (2) by GEORGE HERBERT TO MRS. THRALE [ON HER COMPLETING HER THIRTY-FIFTH YEAR] by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) WISTFULNESS by KATHARINE ADAMS |