...vales, Sent down the air a greeting to the mills, On the dull thunder of alternate flails. " All sights were mellowed, and all sounds subdued, The hills seemed...woodman hewed His winter log with many a muffled blow. 160 AMERICAN POETRY. 161 " The embattled forests, erewhile, armed in cold, Their banners bright with...

...it ought to have been, and might have been, under the diligent and discerning polish of Mr. Read. " The embattled forests erewhile armed in gold, Their banners bright with every martial hue," — are a sad interruption to the tone of peaceful melancholy which is otherwise admirably sustained...

...vales, Sent down the ¡lir a greeting to the mills On the dull thunder of alternate flails. All sights were mellowed, and all sounds subdued, The hills seemed farther, and the streams sang . low ; Аз in a dream, the distant woodman hewed His winter log, with many a muffled blow. The embattled...

...vales, Sent down the air a greeting to the mills, On the dull thunder of alternate flails. All sights were mellowed and all sounds subdued, The hills seemed...erewhile armed in gold, Their banners bright with every martini hue, Now stood, like some sad beaten host of old, Withdrawn afar in Time's remotest blue. On...

...eights were mellowe'l, ami all sounds subluc.l, Tlie hills seemed farther, and the ft reunís tang low ; As in a dream, the distant woodman hewed His winter log with many a muffled blow. TV embattled forc«t.«, ercwhile armed in gold, Their banners bright with every martial hue, Now stood,...

...vales, Sent down the air a greeting to the mills, On the dull thunder of alternate flails. All sights were mellowed, and all sounds subdued, The hills seemed...woodman hewed His winter log with many a muffled blow. Th' embattled forests, erewhile armed in gold, Their banners bright with every martial hue. Now stood,...

...the air a greeting to the mills, On the dull thunder of alternate flails. All sights were mellow'd and all sounds subdued, The hills seemed farther,...hewed His winter log, with many a muffled blow. The sentinel cook upon the hill-side crew — Crew thrice, and all was stiller than before — Silent till...

...dull thunder of alternate flails. All sights were mellow'd, and all sounds subdued, The hills seem'd farther, and the streams sang low; As in a dream, the distant woodman hew'd His winter log with many a muffled blow. The embattled forests, erewhile arm'd in gold. Their...

...of alternate 3 flails. 3. All sights were mellow'd and all sounds subdued, The hills scem'd further and the streams sang low; As in a dream, the distant woodman hew'd Ilis winter log wife many a muffled blow. 4. The embattled forests, erewhile arm'd in gold, Their...

...vales, Sent down the air a greeting to the mills, On the dull thunder of alternate flails. All sights were mellowed and all sounds subdued ; The hills seemed...woodman hewed His winter log, with many a muffled blow. On slumbrous wings the vulture held his flight; The dove scarce heard his sighing mate's complaint...