These Hills Are Mine

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 05
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Sothern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1973
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6tm788q
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-24
Date Modified 2005-02-24
ID 323578
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6tm788q

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Title These Hills Are Mine
Description THESE HILLS ARE MINE Eleanor P. Madsen Ephraim, Utah Honorable Mention Poetry These hills are mine. In their shadows I have grown. From Towhead to Mooseneiah I claim them for my own; The Maples and the Aspen groves, Horsehoe, streaked with waning snow, The Danish Knoll and Bluebell Plats Where walk the soft-eyed doe. These hills are mine, Echoes , a hundred summers old. By rocky ledge and Pidgeon creek, Head-feathered red men, bold, Hid their plunder, pitched their tents By the ponds, John August Lake; Made their trails over the ridges, Watched the sleeping forest wake. These hills are mine, Where sound of wood and steel are one. Lean, straight father with his axe Toiled in the fingered, summer sun. From the sawmill to the town, He guided oxen with their heavy load, Giant logs of balsam, spruce and fir, Along a ridge called Wagon Road. These hills are mine, Where roamed the transient sheep. The eager lad, with willow staff, Trailed his flock up the canyon steep, Along the quickening, crystal stream. He brought the lamb to the campfire bright At the coyote's cry, in the half-sound, Half silence of the leaf-still night. 52
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 5
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323572
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6tm788q/323572