Come among the birds and flowers, Linger 'neath the sylvan bowers, Where Nature spends her magic powers, And blends with bliss the fleeting hours, At Chautauqua. Hear the wood nymph's wooing call, Adown the wildwood's vibrant hall, By mossy banks and waterfall, With ocean breezes kissing all, At Chautauqua. Where muses tune their sweetest lyre, Where Art and Beauty both conspire With Northern wit and Southern fire, As the Western spirit rises higher, At Chautauqua. Let no carping care pursue you; Let the limpid Calapooia And the wild Willamette woo you, Till the healing waves renew you, At Chautauqua. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REASONS FOR DRINKING by HENRY ALDRICH THE PORTENT by HERMAN MELVILLE ON THE NEW FORCES OF CONSCIENCE UNDER THE LONG PARLIAMENT by JOHN MILTON HOME THOUGHTS FROM FRANCE by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE COMBAT, BETWEENE CONSCIENCE AND COVETOUSNESSE by RICHARD BARNFIELD |