Impressions in and about Portland, Maine . SONGO RIVER Nowhere such a devious stream,Save in fancy or in dream,Winding slow through bush and brakeLinks together lake and lake. Walled with woods or sandy doubling on itselfFlows the stream, so still and slowThat it hardly seems to flow. In the mirror of its tideTangled thickets on each sideHang inverted, and betweenFloating cloud or sky serene. Swift or swallow on the wingSeems the only li\ing the loon, that laughs and fliesDown to those reflected skies. Silent stream ! thy Indian nameUnfamiliar is to fame ;For thou hidest he
Impressions in and about Portland, Maine . SONGO RIVER Nowhere such a devious stream,Save in fancy or in dream,Winding slow through bush and brakeLinks together lake and lake. Walled with woods or sandy doubling on itselfFlows the stream, so still and slowThat it hardly seems to flow. In the mirror of its tideTangled thickets on each sideHang inverted, and betweenFloating cloud or sky serene. Swift or swallow on the wingSeems the only li\ing the loon, that laughs and fliesDown to those reflected skies. Silent stream ! thy Indian nameUnfamiliar is to fame ;For thou hidest here content to be unknown. — Henry IV. Longfelloiv. 43. SEBAGO LAKE Around Sebagos lonely lakeThere lingers not a breeze to breakThe mirrors which its waters make. The solemn pines along its shore, The firs which hang its gray rocks o er, Are painted on its glassy floor. The sun looks o er with hazy eyeThe snowy mountain-tops which liePiled coldly up against the sky. Dazzling and white ! save where the bleakWild winds have bared some splintering peak,Or snow-slide left its dusky streak. Yet green are Sacos banks belts of spruce and cedar show,Dark fringing round those cones of snow. The earth hath felt the breath of springThough yet on her deliverers wingThe lingering frosts of winter cling. Fresh grasses fringe the meadow-brooks,And mildly from its sunny nooksThe blue eye of the violet looks. 45 And odors from the springing grass,The sweet birch and the sassafras,Upon the scarce-felt breezes pass. Her tokens of renewing careHath Nature scattered everywhereIn bud and flower, and warmer air. —John Grcenleaf Whittler 46 LIBRftRY
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