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XXX.We sauntered by the still, sequestered lake, O'er which the trees leaned low and disallowed Reflection of blue sky or tinted cloud:Hushed were we into silence, or but spake Half to recite, half chant some rhymèd phrase: (Ah! such the witchery of those woodland ways,The very lovers there their loves forsake!)

XXXI.But thou, O Genesee! above thy tide On grassy lawn we loitered in the shade, And watched thy cascade-waves their network braidOf sunny coils, the notched, rude rocks to hide; And heard—as choir-sung hymns, past architrave And frescoed arch, and pillar-narrowed nave—Ever, O Genesee, thy songs of pride!

XXXII.Vaunting, thou child of clouds, thy lineage high; Thine ermine-bordered, rustling, gemmed attire;