GERTRUDE OF WYOMING. PART II. I. A VALLEY from the river shore withdrawn Was Albert's home, two quiet woods between, Whose lofty verdure overlook'd his lawn; To sport by summer moons, had shap'd it for them selves. II. Yet wanted not the far to muse, Nor vistas open'd by the wand'ring stream; Both where at evening Allegany views, Through ridges burning in her western beam, And past those settlers' haunts the eye might roam, .III. But silent not that adverse eastern path, (A precipice of foam from mountains brown,) Like tumults heard from some far distant town; But soft'ning in approach he left his gloom, To kiss those easy curving banks of bloom, IV, It seem'd as if those scenes sweet influence had Yet so becomingly th' expression past, That each succeeding look was lovelier than the last. |