...slantwise <MWn the long defile, Wave, wood, and spire beneath them smile. 1 see the winding Powwow Ibid The green hill in its belt of gold, " And following...wavy line, Its sparkling waters blend with thine. • There's not a tree upon thy side, Nor reck, which thy returning tide A* yet hath Ml abrupt and...

...which they call Mcrrimoc.' Si EUR DE MONTS: 1C04. STREAM of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rnys thy valley fill ; Poured slantwise down the long defile, Wave, wood, and spire beneath them smile. I sec the winding Powow fold The green hill in its belt of gold, And following down its wavy line, Its...

...hand ! THE MERRIMACK. STHEAM of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy valley fill ; 1 V'in ,l slantwise down the long defile, Wave, wood, and spire...upon thy side, Nor rock, which thy returning tide Aa yet hath left abrupt and stark Above thy evening water-mark ; No calm cove with its rocky hem, No...

...Sieur de Monts, 1604. Stream of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy valley fill ; Pour'd slantwise down the long defile, Wave, wood and spire...wavy line, Its sparkling waters blend with thine. There's not a tree upon thy side, Nor rock, which thy returning tide As yet hath left abrupt and stark...

...MERRIMACK. BY JG WHITTIER. STREAM of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy valley fill ; Pour'd slantwise down the long defile, Wave, wood, and spire...wavy line, Its sparkling waters blend with thine. There's not a tree upon .thy side, Nor rock, whicji thy returning tide As yet hath left abrupt ajid...

...trod 1 Who then shall dare murmur " There is no God .'" THE MERRIMACK. BY JOHN G. WHITTIER. STREAM of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy...wavy line, Its sparkling waters blend with thine. There's not a tree upon thy side, Nor rock, which thy returning tide As yet hath left abrupt and stark...

...however, to be more civil for the future to inoffensive travellers. CHAPTER XLIV. THE MERKIMACK. 1. STREAM of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy...down the long defile, Wave, wood, and spire beneath then smile. I see the winding Powow fold The green hill in its belt of gold, And following down its...

...Eilet. — The Sutquehanas. Stream of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy valley fill ; Pour slantwise down the long defile, Wave, wood, and spire beneath them smile. Whittier. — The Merrimasi, I have stood Where Hudson roll'd his lordly flood : Look'd down the Apnllaehian...

...from Amesbury, and has spent most of his life amidst the quiet scenes of the Merrimac valley. " Stream of my fathers! sweetly still The sunset rays thy valley...its wavy line Its sparkling waters blend with thine. * » • * * Centuries ago that harbour bar, Stretching its length of foam afar, And Salisbury's beach...

...a beautiful river, far to the South, which they call Mcrrimack." — SIEOR DE MONTS : 1604.] STKRAM of my fathers ! sweetly still The sunset rays thy...wavy line, Its sparkling waters blend with thine. There's not a tree upon thy side, Nor rock, which thy returning tide As yet hath left abrupt and stark...