. Picturesque America; or, The land we live in. A delineation by pen and pencil of the mountains, rivers, lakes, forests, water-falls, shores, cañons, valleys, cities, and other picturesque features of our country . ar hills, a note from a bugle sounds fromthe little boat that takes passengers to the middle of the lake. Immediately the echorepeats itself against the mountain-side, and, jumping from point to point, almost in-stantly the woods seem filled with a band of musicians till the echoes fade off and off: Oh, hark! Oh, hear! How thin and clear,And thinner, clearer, farther going;Oh, swee
. Picturesque America; or, The land we live in. A delineation by pen and pencil of the mountains, rivers, lakes, forests, water-falls, shores, cañons, valleys, cities, and other picturesque features of our country . ar hills, a note from a bugle sounds fromthe little boat that takes passengers to the middle of the lake. Immediately the echorepeats itself against the mountain-side, and, jumping from point to point, almost in-stantly the woods seem filled with a band of musicians till the echoes fade off and off: Oh, hark! Oh, hear! How thin and clear,And thinner, clearer, farther going;Oh, sweet and far from cliff and scaur The horns of elf-land faintly blowing!Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying,Blow, bugle; answer, echoes dying, dying, dying! Leaving the lake, and following the path that leads back to the Profile House,you come to the broken, scarred wall of Eagle Cliff, that rises directly in front of thehotel. Eagles build their nests here, whence its name, and there are various traditionsof children and lambs being snatched away and borne up to their lofty eyries. At Fran-conia there seems to be a natural impulse to quote poetry, and echoes of measured strains i68 PICTURESQUE Profile Mountain. beat time to the pulses of lightin the stirring tree-tops or tothe rippling rivulets. If you loveScott, you can hardly fail to havedifferent bits of his verse run-ning through your head whenyou see— Crags, knolls, and mcunds, confusedlyhurled,The fragments of an earlier world,A wildering forest feathered oerHis ruined side and summit hoar. Nearly opposite Eagle Cliff,Profile Mountain rises abruptlyfrom the margin of a little lakefamiliarly known as the OldMans Wash-basin, covered withforest-trees far up its side, overwhich, looking down the val-ley from its lofty position, near-ly two thousand feet up themountain, appears the wonderof this region, the Old StoneFace, as firmly defined as ifchiselled by a sculptor. Haw-thorne has thrown over thisnatural
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