I love thine inland seas, <br />Thy groves of giant trees, <br />Thy rolling plains; <br />Thy rivers' mighty sweep, <br />Thy mystic canyons deep, <br />Thy mountains wild and steep, <br />All thy domains; <br /> <br />Thy silver Eastern strands, <br />Thy Golden Gate that stands <br />Wide to the West; <br />Thy flowery Southland fair, <br />Thy sweet and crystal air, -- <br />O land beyond compare, <br />Thee I love best! <br /> <br />Additional verses for the <br />National Hymn, <br />March, 1906.<br /><br />Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/america-7/
