In Touch with Nature. 



more, and yet my enthusiasm was not aroused. 

 The winds that rioted on the lake dared not ven- 

 ture here. 



" There was no motion in the dumb, dead air 

 Not any song of bird or sound of rill ; 



Gross darkness of the inner sepulchre 

 Is not so deadly still 



As that wide forest ;" 



where 



