OUR BROTHERS, THE TREES 



as many of his shorter poems on the same 

 subject, Lowell's "Under the Willows," and 

 many of the tree-inspired lines of Larder's 

 "Sunrise" and the "Marshes of Glynn." 



As might be expected, many of Whittier's 

 lines also beat with a pulse strongly ac- 

 celerated by the forest: 



"Keep who will the city's alleys, 



Take the smooth-shorn plain 

 Give to us the cedar valleys, 



Rocks and hills of Maine! 

 In our Northland wild and woody, 



Let us still have part: 

 Rugged nurse and mother sturdy, 



Hold us to thy heart! 



"Where are mossy carpets better 



Than the Persian weaves, 

 And than Eastern perfumes sweeter 



Seem the fading leaves; 

 And a music wild and solemn, 



From the pine-tree's height, 

 Rolls its vast and sea-like volume 



On the wind of night." 



Illustrating another phase of the give- 

 and-take which attends a close rapport be- 



