Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1844-05-02
JOB PRINTING.
FOR TIE IrrrERsox1Ax REPUBLICAN.

FOR THE JEFFERsoNIAN REPUBLICAN.
The Falls of the Remur's Kill, description of
which is attempted below, are situated on stream
of the same name, where it breaks through chain
of hills which for folty miles skirt the western
bank Of the Delaware. The passage which the
stream appears to have wrought for itself, is an
almost perpendicular lavine perhaps, in some
places, ;hree or four hundred feet deep in this
ravine, at once wild, romantic and grand, these
falls are situated. The two sheets together can
not be less than one hundred and fifty feet high
The Fails of tile Remur's Kill.
love, ere yet the morning dew has risen
From of the scented thyme, or wild blue bell,
While nature wakes from silent nights repose,
And with " expressive silence" greets the morn,
While prowling beasts retreat TO well known lair,
And from the tinkling cote the sheep disperse,
While featherd songsters wake their loveliest
strains,
And with sweet harmony the groves resound;
lis then love to shake off leaden sleep,
With beating heart and bounding pulse TO climb
Some rugged steep, and catch the morning air,
And gaze in silent rapture on the scene.
The world below how calm Yon eastern sky
How rich in mornings gorgeous drapery-
What mild magnifcence teint blends with teint,
"And all SO forming one harmonious WHOLE
love to thread the lonely, silent vale
At dewy nightiall queting my heart
Opprest with anxious care, and sick of life,
With gentle murmur of the purling stream,
A,d of. .bo
love when bowling tempests burst their bounds
Earth, air, and sea commngling into one,
To stand on some high cliff, and mark the waves
Ol ocean lash the long resounding shore;
To trace the lightning's fash from cloud to cloud
Or note the sweep of yonder whirling blast
Nature, love thee in whatever mood,
Or clad in rude December's hoary robe,
Or basking in the heat of Tropic Sun,
Or in the calm of summers moonlit eve
But not by charm of thine, nor potent spell,
Canst thou SO bind my soul as by thisspell,
Which now ! feel enwraps my wilder'd mind.
Sure, 10 this glen, thoust played thy widest freak
And realized what romance ne'er conceived.
Here on this moss-spread couch could / recline.
Supported 10y this Hemlocks mould'ring trunk,
Ard gaze upon thy broken sheet of foam,
And list the thunder of thy monarch voice,
From purple morn till evenings silvery star
Halh sunk behind yon tow'ring point of pine.
On all around the impress Of his hand
see, who made thee wOndrous as thou art,
And G,ingling with thine own wild roar, hear
His voice ia solemn majesty proclaim
Twas my right that cleft in twain these hill.
Arrared in sturdy oak and whispering pine;
That cast athwart this glen Won massive ledge
Whose ragged front is silver'd DER with foam
scooped the hollow in that rocky bed, .
Where sleep the waters in such contrast calm,
AS resting ere their second whsrling rush.
Here at thy feet, again bid them haste,
AND parting round this verdure cover'd rock,
beautiful as Em'rald on maiden brow,
Sparkling, once more TO leap from this bold iron
In damonds dropping on the rock below.
The palhway Of yon little bab'ling stream,
Thlt giides so sweetIy from the mountain side
Ger ve.vet bed Of lovelest green, have
With skill. suipassiug pencil touch, described.
Below taught each drop from kindred drop
To part, and gently sink in fea,hery spray,
Upon the bosom Of the neither stream.
Above this scene, SO wildly grand, yon arch
Ethereal of richest azure hue,
lspread abroad, on which the eye of man,
Admitting, fingers with supreme delight
sinllltude Of that benevolence
o Inine which overspreads my every work
tls even so-thy hand see, thy voice