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INTERNATIONAL EXPOSITION 
 
 San Francisco, torn to te 
 Tke ligkt tkat floods the Western Sea, 
 J3ids the world with open arms 
 1 o snare her cheer, to view her charms, 
 rlail, to men or every race, 
 A greeting waits, a glad embrace ! 
 
 Tke City Loved Around tke World 
 Her flag of welcome kas unfurled; 
 Two migkty seas kave kept tkeir tryst, 
 Tke East and "West kave met and kissed. 
 Tke Warden of tke Golden State 
 Has opened wide tke Golden Gate. 
 
 JAMES HENRY MACLAFFERTY. 
 
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 The Golden Poppy, 
 California s State Flower 
 

 
 Copa De Oro 
 
 (California s Poppy The Cup of Gold) 
 
 Thy satine vesture richer is than looms 
 Or Orient weave for raiment or her kings! 
 Not dyes or olden Tyre, not precious things 
 Regathered from the long-forgotten tombs 
 Of buried empires, not the ins plumes 
 That wave upon the tropic s myriad wings, 
 Not all proud Sheba s queenly offerings. 
 Could match the golden marvel of thy blooms. 
 For thou art nurtured from the treasure-veins 
 Of this fair land: thy golden rootlets sup 
 Her sands of gold of gold thy petals spun. 
 Her golden glory, thou! on hills and plains. 
 Lifting, exultant every kingly cup 
 Brimmed with the golden vintage of the sun. 
 
 INA COOLBRITH. 
 

Ari 
 
 risen 
 
 Arisen! Arisen! Triumphant o er rate, 
 
 Thy splendor renewed at the sea s Golden Gate. 
 
 Hail, brave San Francisco, thou bravest and best, 
 
 March on to thy glory in front or the "\\^est. 
 
 ^\Ve wept at thy sorrow and ever we pray, 
 
 God guide thy to-morrow, God bless thee to-day. 
 
 And praying we pledge thee united to be 
 
 To keep thee the Queen of the Earth s greatest sea. 
 
 JAMES HENRY MACLAFFERTY. 
 
"Ground from the sand of that Pioneer band. 
 
. ne Dust or Frisco lown 
 
 Dedicated to the Calamity Howler 
 
 ^VTiether you ride on a Union Bus 
 
 Or sit in a streetcar seat, 
 
 \Vnether you argue ana fuss ana cuss 
 
 And Let that the toss gets teat, 
 
 Or whether you walk and fume and talk 
 
 And nope tnat they both go down. 
 
 Remember tne dust tnat youVe kicked and cussed 
 
 Is tne dust or Frisco Town. 
 
 The dust of Frisco Town, say man, 
 
 Do you know what tnat dust is worth ? 
 
 It s full of the life and soul and sand 
 
 Of tne Best Little Town on Earth. 
 
 It s full of tne blood and bone and brick 
 
 Of tbe men who stood staunch in her fall; 
 
 And despite every kick, that courage will stick 
 
 For there s grit in that dust, that s all. 
 
 So whether you wander along V an Ness 
 
 And listen to tales of woe, 
 
 Or shuffle your feet up Fillmore Street 
 
 And grumble that times are slow, 
 
 Or whether you wait on Golden Gate 
 
 For an auto to take you down, 
 
 Just get this fact straight before it s too late, 
 
 That you re on the bum, not the town. 
 
You re tlie curse of Frisco town, my man, 
 
 Do you know what a pessimist s worth? 
 
 He s full of the slush and milk and musk 
 
 Of the laziest man on earth. 
 
 Get busy and -work and walk and sweat. 
 
 Don t whimper and fume and frown; 
 
 Union man, scab or Greek, you can get what you seek 
 
 In the dust of Frisco Town. 
 
 So whether you swing on a wind-blown beam, 
 
 \Vith the smart of the dust in your eyes, 
 
 ^Vhere the piledrivers steam, and th^ hoist-engines scream 
 
 And the derricks sweep up to the skies; 
 
 Or whether you crawl on a tottering wall 
 
 Of a building that s blistered and brown, 
 
 Swear some if you must, hut don t give up your trust 
 
 In the dust of Frisco 1 own. 
 
 The dust of Frisco Town, say man, 
 
 Do you know how that dust was made? 
 
 It is ground from the sand of that pioneer band 
 
 \Vhose memory will never fade. 
 
 It is made from the pluck and dare-devil luck 
 
 Of those Argonaut miners of old. 
 
 So don t cry till you re hurt, it s no every-day dirt, 
 
 It s dust hut it s dust of gold. 
 
 D. WOOSTER TAYLOR. 
 
 (This verse was published immediately after San Francisco s great fire, and is typical 
 of the sentiment of pluck, determination and energy by which the City has 
 been rebuilt. ) 
 

 San F 
 
 an Francisco 
 
 (From the Sea) 
 
 Serene, indifferent or Fate, 
 
 Thou sittest at the ^iV^estern Gate; 
 
 Upon thy height, so lately won. 
 Still slant the tanners or the sun; 
 
 Tkou seest the white seas strike their tents, 
 O ^Wrder or two continents! 
 
 And, scornful or the peace that flies 
 Thy angry winds and sullen skies, 
 
 Thou drawest all things, small or great, 
 To thee heside the \Vestern Gate. 
 
 BRET HARTE. 
 
kk Smiling at fortune s golden kis 
 A great, new-born metropolis, 
 That stands beneath its sun lit skies. 
 
 A monument of enterprise!" 
 
 (OUR SLOGAN) 
 
 "Oro en paz rierro en guerra" 
 
 (OUR MOTTO) 
 
The City Loved Around tke \Vorld 
 
 (OUR TOAST) 
 
 Tke Prideof tke West! 
 Tke Gem of tke Sea ! 
 Tke City tkat Is ! 
 
 Tke City to Be ! 
 
 Wkere tke skip "Content" ner sail kas furleJ; 
 Tke City Loved around tke \Vorld! 
 
 SanF 
 
 rancisco ! 
 
 JAMES HENRY MACLAFFERTY. 
 

Three Years After 
 
 \VTien vast, unbounded ruin came 
 Plunging our City deep in flame, 
 
 vv hen through the gloom, in pallid spires 
 Sprang the long tongues or blood-red Tires, 
 
 \Vnen smoke in whirl- winds circled round 
 .And buildings rell with crashing sound, 
 ^Vhen strong men sank heneath the lash 
 Or scalding heat and hurning ash, 
 ^VTien San Francisco s fate seemed doomed 
 And all in chaos was entombed, 
 How little glory has been cast 
 On those brave souls -who stood steadfast. 
 Striving with courage, strength and power 
 
 To save her in that fearful hour! 
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 Their hands removed each crusted brick, 
 Their sinews, faithful, strong and quick, 
 Swung far aloft the derrick s beam 
 Or drove below, the panting team; 
 They sank each pile in yielding ground. 
 
They laid foundations deep and sound, 
 And in that black, deserted zone 
 They built a City, stone on stone; 
 A City that on History s page 
 Is crowned the marvel of its age. 
 Resplendent with its lofty nails, 
 Its labyrinth of shining walls 
 vVnere column, tower, dome and spire 
 Are radiant witn Leaven s fire! 
 
 A City on which great men gaze 
 And herald to the world its praise; 
 A City glowing with the pride 
 Of wealth and faith on every side. 
 Rebuilt in three short, crowded years 
 Above distrust and idle fears, 
 A City throbbing like the sea 
 ^V\th life and strength and energy. 
 Smiling at fortune s golden kiss 
 A great, new-born metropolis, 
 That stands beneath its sun lit skies, 
 A monument of enterprise ! 
 
 D. WOOSTER TAYLOR. 
 
 

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 San Francisco Bay 
 
 How fair is San Francisco Bay 
 \Vken golden stars consort and wiien 
 Tke moon pours silver paths tor men, 
 And care walks ky the other way ! 
 Huge skips, black-bellied, lay below 
 Broad, yellow flags from silken Chmd, 
 Round, Wood-red banners from Nippon, 
 Like to her sun at sudden dawn 
 Brave tattle-skips as wkite as snow, 
 Witk kannered stars tossed to tke wind, 
 as a kiss wken love is kind. 
 
 JOAQUIN MILLER. 
 
. JLIFORNIA 
 
 ^ (A Prophecy) 
 
 Of all the world most fair, 
 God s shaping Hand, 
 
 Made thee.beyond compare 
 Mis chosen land. , 
 
 Under serenest skies 
 By soft airs fanned 
 
 Breaths of all balm and spice 
 The blossom-land 
 
 Thou from alt bondage free, 
 Earth shall command. 
 
 Leader of destiny. 
 Gods sun-set land. 
 
land of mine, sweet land or mine, 
 A~hloom beside the sunset sea, 
 
 An exile from thy holy shrine 
 
 I call to thee and only thee. 
 Forget the lure that led afar 
 
 To snows that smite and suns that slay, 
 And from thy place where pleasures are, 
 
 Forgiving turn thy face my way. 
 
 1 hear in dreams thy pulsing palms, 
 
 Sing low to hrooding mother-birds; 
 And catch the swing of saintly psalms 
 
 From scores of Love s unwritten words. 
 I see thy poppies wind and weave 
 
 A carpet for thy daughters dance, 
 And all thy sun-browned sons achieve 
 
 The golden glory of romance. 
 
 I wake to read a sweeter scroll; 
 
 To watch the world- wide ways secern; 
 For, through the aisles of sense and soul, 
 
 Thy call rings clear "Return, return! 
 And so and so from sea to sea, 
 
 \Vith Love s deep rapture numh and dumlr 
 Tho Prodigal to thee to thee 
 
 Great mother mine, I come, I come ! 
 
 HESTER BENEDICT DICKINSON. 
 
Tke Sea Ckild 
 
 Ok, wonder Cities of tks \Vest, 
 Sea girt and flower bound, 
 Tke kand of Fortune kolds for tkee 
 A gift from Soutk to Sound! 
 
 Tke God tkat rides Atlantic s wave 
 Courts fair Pacific s sea, 
 And tkey in outstretcked arms will kring 
 A ckild of wealtk to tkee; 
 
 Like precious pearls its smiles will fall 
 On Soutkland s Silver Strand, 
 And kiss, as tender skies akove 
 Tke Angels .Blossom Land! 
 
 Tke City ky tke Golden Gate 
 \Vill truly golden ke, 
 And all ker sisters on tke kay 
 Grow fairer from tke sea; 
 
 

 Borne softly on Pacific s breast 
 The Child -will northward go, 
 1 o rose grown walls and forest slopes 
 ere Portland s rivers flow; 
 
 Safe on, where Queen Seattle sits 
 Enthroned within her Sound, 
 Swan like, and hearing tribute rare, 
 The Sea Child s ship will hound. 
 
 Your Paradise of stream and vale, 
 Your purple mountain side, 
 Your harvest land, your flowered field 
 ^>V\11 greet her, far and wide; 
 
 So lift your arms, cry far your call 
 
 Oh, Cities of the West! 
 
 The Sea Child leads the whole wide world 
 
 To thee, whom God hath blessed. 
 
 D. WOOSTER TAYLOR. 
 
California 
 
 (From "The Hermitage") 
 
 Let me arise; and away 
 To the land that guards the dying day, 
 \Vnose turning tear, the evening star, 
 Drops silently to the wave afar; 
 The land where summers never cease 
 Their sunny psalm of light and peace. 
 \Vliose moonlight, poured for years untold, 
 Has drifted down in dust of gold; 
 Vv hose morning splendors, fallen in showers, 
 Leave ceaseless sunrise in the flowers. 
 
 EDWARD ROWLAND SILL. 
 
 Good Friends 
 
 California the Land of Sunshine, Fruit and Flowers 
 
 Welcomes you to San Francisco 
 
 "The Exposition City" 
 
 "1915" 
 
 Planned and Printed b 
 BOLTED BKADENCC 
 

tockton, Calif. 
 
 PAT. JAN. 21, 1908 
 
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