" They saw the silencet 

 Move by and beckon ; saw the forntt, 

 The very beards, of burly storms, 

 And heard them talk like sounding sea« . . , 

 They saw the snowy mountains rolled 

 And heaved along the nameless lands 

 Like mighty billows ; saw the gold 

 Of awful sunsets ; saw the blush 

 Of sudden dawn, and felt the hush 

 Of heaven when the day sat down 

 And hid his face in dusky hands." 



Joaguin Miller. 



" In vain the speeding of shyness; 



In vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woodt . . , 



, , . where geese nip their food with short jerks, 

 Wherj jundown shadows lengthen over the limitless prairie, 

 Where herds of buffalo make a crawling spaead of the sqiura 



miles, far and near, 

 Where winter wolves bark amid wastes of snow and ice-clad trees . , . 

 The moose, large as an ox, cornered by hunters, plunging with hi* 



forefeet, the hoofs as sharp as knives . . . 

 The blazing fire at night, the sweet taste of supper, the talk, tha 



bed of hemlock boughs, and the bear-skin." 



Wat WkitMan. 



