A rainbow simmers out of Cedar Breaks,
From burning rock of pre-historic age;
Another Utah Festival awakes,
And Shakespeare’s motley sings across the stage.
This is Illyria of love untold,
An Eastcheap pub of desperate sack-worn care;
Four San Fran. twins strike bright Ephesian gold,
While Claudio fears to go we know not where.
For more than fifty years this lake of light
Has waved with laughter, caught our tears and pity;
When actors bow beneath the starry night,
There’s loud applause throughout all Cedar City:
This small hometown, with mountains ever new,
Like Shakespeare, proves imagination true.
by Paul Edmondson