Excerpt from Charles River: A PoemIN ancient days, when earth and sky were young, The ocean breeze, from healthy vapors bred, On crumbled rocks its humid treasures ¿ung, And every barren spot with verdure spread. The summer clouds dropped down their quicken ing showers, The summer sunbeam all its ardor pours, Till form and tint bedeck the turf with ¿owers, Where root can cling, the tree majestic soars. Perchance coeval with this earliest morn Our stream to youth perennial was born.Begot of dew-drops on a thousand hills, At first a trickle, then a rill, it wells Its little bed of sand and pebbles fills.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.