...bison lowed, And bowed his maned shoulder to the yoke. All day this desert murmured with their toils, Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed...centuries untold Has settled where they dwelt. The prairie-wolf Hunts in their meadows, and his fresh-dug den Yawns by my path. The gopher mines the ground...

...bison lowed, And bowed his maned shoulder to the yoke. All day this desert murmured with their toils, Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed...centuries untold Has settled where they dwelt. The prairie-wolf Hunts in their meadows, and his fresh-dug den Yawns by my path. The gopher mines the ground...

...lowed, And bowed his maned shoulder to the yoke. 3. All day this desert murmured with their toils, Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed...of unremembered form, Gave the soft winds a voice. 4. The red man came, — The roaming hunter-tribes, warlike and fierce, — And the mound-builders...

...its rock The glittering Parthenon. * • * * * * * * The red man came — Tho roaming hunter-tribes, warlike and fierce, And the mound-builders vanished...of centuries untold Has settled where they dwelt. * * * Thus change the forms of being. Thus arise Racea of living things, glorious in strength, And...

...* * * * The red man came — The roaming hunter-tribes, warlike and fierce, And the mound -builders vanished from the earth. The solitude of centuries untold Has settled where they dwelt. * * * Thus change the forma of being. Thus arise Races of living things, glorious in strength, And...

...Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not." " The great heavens Seem to stoop down upon the scene in love, 'Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked and wooed...unremembered form. Gave the soft winds a voice." " The mountains that infold, In their wild sweep, the colored landscape round, Seem groups of giant kings...

...bison lowed, And bowed his maned shoulder to the yoke. All day this desert murmured with their toils, Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed...centuries untold Has settled where they dwelt. The prairie-wolf Hunts in their meadows, and his fresh-dug den Yawns by my path, The gopher mines the ground...

...walked, and wooed In a forgotten language, anil old tunes, From instruments of uuremembered form, (lave the soft winds a voice. The red man came— The roaming...centuries untold Has settled where they dwelt. The prairie-wolf Hunts in their meadows, and his fresh-dug den Yawns by my path. The gopher mines the ground...

...bison lowed, And bowed his mancd shoulder to the yoke. All day this desert murmured with their toil*, Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed...forgotten language, and old tunes. From instruments of tiurenicmberod form, Gave the soft winds a voice. The red man came— The roaming hunter tribes, warlike...

...and rearing on its rock The glittering Parthenon." " All day this desert murmured with their toils. Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked and wooed...of unremembered form, Gave the soft winds a voice." Thus, even when the devoted lover of nature addresses himself to the wilderness, his imagery is drawn...