Poems of America Author:Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: MIDDLE STATES. Atteghany Mountains, Pa. CROSSING THE ALLEGHANIES. AS looked the traveller for the world below, The lively morning breeze began to blow, The... more » magic curtain rolled in mists away, And a gay landscape laughed upon the day. As light the fleeting vapors upward glide, Like sheeted spectres on the mountain side, New objects open to his wondering view Of various form, and combinations new, A rocky precipice, a waving wood, Deep winding dell, and foaming mountain flood, Each after each, with coy and sweet delay, Broke on his sight, as at young dawn of day, Bounded afar by peak aspiring bold, Like giant capt with helm of burnished gold. Now down the mountain's rugged western side, Descending slow, our lowly travellers hied, Deep in a narrow glen, within whose breast The rolling fragments of the mountain rest; Rocks tumbled on each other, by rude chance, Crowned with gay fern, and mosses, met the glance, Through which a brawling river braved its way, Dashing among the rocks in foamy spray. Here, mid the fragments of a broken world, In wild and rough confusion idly hurled, Where ne'er was heard the woodman's echoing stroke, Rose a huge forest of gigantic oak; With heads that towered half up the mountain's side, And arms extending round them far and wide, They looked coeval with old mother Earth, And seemed to claim with her an equal birth. The forest roared, the everlasting oak In writhing agonies the storm bespoke, The live leaves scattered wildly everywhere, Whirled round in maddening circles in the air, The stoutest limbs were scattered all around, The stoutest trees a stouter master found, Crackling and crashing, down they thundering go, And seem to crush the shrinking rocks below: Then the thick rain in gathering torrents ...« less