You will never find, 

Though you travel afar, 

From the Old Rocky Mountains 

To where pyramids are,

A place more delightful, 

Created to cheer, 

Than a home on the bluffs 

That look over Lake Weir.

They are beautiful spots 

In a beautiful clime, 

Where the health-giving breezes 

Are almost divine,

As they come with their kisses 

To comfort us here 

In our dwellings that stand 

On the shores of Lake Weir.

E. P. Turlney, 1883