The Laughing Valley
"Rushing, pushing, on we go!Not a wave may gently flow—All are too excited.Ev'ry drop, delighted,Turns to spray in merry playAs we tumble on our way!"
"Blooming fairly, growing rarely,Never flowerets were so gay!Perfume breathing, joy bequeathing,As our colors we display."
"Here is gladness, that our raysWarm the valley through the days;Here is happiness, to giveComfort unto all who live!"