Alfred Billings Street

  • His echoing axe the settler swung
      Amid the sea-like solitude,
    And, rushing, thundering, down were flung
      The Titans of the wood;
    Loud shrieked the eagle, as he dashed
    From out his mossy nest, which crashed
      With its supporting bough,
    ...

  • Tameless in his stately pride, along the lake of islands,
      Tireless speeds the lonely loon upon his diving track;—
    Emerald and gold emblazon, satin-like, his shoulder,
      Ebony and pearl inlay, mosaic-like, his back.
    Sailing, thus sailing, thus sails the brindled...

  • His echoing axe the settler swung
        Amid the sea-like solitude,
    And rushing, thundering, down were flung
        The Titans of the wood;
    Loud shrieked the eagle as he dashed
    From out his mossy nest, which crashed
        With its supporting bough,...