THE ROAD TO MUDDY POND 



slips down into this gulf and the toppling 

 pinnacle whelms it and the captain reports 

 a tidal wave to the hydrographic office, 

 if he is fortunate enough to reach it. So 

 along my route southward the terminal 

 and lateral moraines, drumlins, and 

 kames rolled and toppled and leapt up- 

 ward till they had swung me to a pin- 

 nacled ridge whence I looked down into a 

 stanza from the Idylls of the King. Along 

 a way like this once rode scornful and 

 petulant Lynette, followed by great- 

 hearted Gareth, newly knighted, on his 

 first quest; 



" Then, after one long slope was mounted, saw 

 Bowl-shaped, through tops of many thousand 



pines 



A gloomy-gladed hollow slowly sink 

 To westward in the deeps whereof a mere, 

 Round as the red eye of an eagle owl 

 Under the half-dead sunset glared ; " 

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