210 The Grand Canyon 



For the land continued rising 

 And the waters cut their way 

 Through Earth's upheaving bosom, 

 Through granite, lime and clay. 



The rising cliffs receeding 

 From the margins of the stream; 

 Effects of frost and rainfall 

 On every side are seen ; 



For chips are falling ever, 

 From exposed strata flanks, 

 EoU down into the river, 

 Leaping the waters banks, 



Fall in the whirling waters. 

 That churn the rocky mass 

 Against the boulders lodging 

 Within the narrow pass. 



Then the great burden bearer 

 Within its canyon grand. 

 Bears out upon its bosom 

 The wreckage of the land. 



And in the western ocean ; 

 'Long California's shore. 

 The debris from Grand Canyon 

 Are settling more and more. 



