...love my country's pine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear Their hoary heads high in the air, In wild fantastic forms. 3. A LOUD TONE, or fullness and stress of voice is used in expressing violerit passions and vehement...

...hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms ; Her rough and rugged rocka that rear Their hoary heads high in the air, In wild fantastic forms. 3. A LOUD TONE, or fullness and stress of voice is used in expressing violent pattiont and vehement...

...love my country's pine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear Their hoary heads high in the air, In wild fantastic forms. 3. A LOUD TONE, or fullness and stress of voice is used in expressing violent passions and vehement...

...my country's pine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms ; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear Their hoary heads high in the air, In wild fantastic forms. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line, too, labors, and the words move slow....

...love my country's pine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear Their hoary heads high in the air. In wild fantastic forms. 3. A LOUD TONE, or fullness and stress of voice is used in expressing violent passions and vehement...

...my country's pine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine, and her storms ; Her rough and rugged rocks, that rear Their hoary...smiling fields, her pleasant vales, Her shady dells, her flow'ry dales, The haunts of peaceful rest. I love her forests, dark and lone, For there the wild birds'...

...rough and nigged rocks, that rear Their lioary heads high in the air In wild fantastic forms. I lovo her rivers, deep and wide, Those mighty streams that seaward glide To seek the ocean's breast; Hor smiling fields, her pleasant vales, Ih-r shady dells, her iiow'ry dales, The haunts of peaceful...

...love my country's vine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear Their hoary heads...pleasant vales, Her shady dells, her flowery dales— Abodes of peaceful rest. And lovelier flowers are there, I ween, Than e'er in Eastern lands were seen...

...my country's vine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills, Her sunshine and her storms ; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear Their hoary heads...pleasant vales, Her shady dells, her flowery dales — Abodes of peaceful rest. And lovelier flowers are there, I ween, Than e'er in Eastern lands were...

...vine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gashing rills, Her sunshine and her storms; Her rough and ragged rocks that rear, Their hoary heads high in the air,...fantastic forms. I love her rivers deep and wide, Their mighty streams that seaward glide, To seek the ocean's breast; Her smiling fields, her flowery...