Laura Ann Young Pinney, Within the Golden Gate
“ And, like the saint whose name it proudly boasts,A friend to all who come within its posts—This city with a gate of gold. [7] When dust-stained, "desert ships" came halting in,Her gates swung wide, and friendly welcome gaveThose sun-kissed valiant pioneers. While ocean ships, wind-tossed around Cape Horn,Oft refuge found within her harbor calm,Protected by her queenly grace. ”
