...And leave no trace behind, Save ruins o'er the region spread, And the white stones above the dead. Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to...rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more, The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackening...

...leave no trace behind — Save ruins o'er the region spread And the white stones above the dead. ' Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to...rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. ' Those grateful sounds are heard no more : The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackened...

...And leave no trace behind — Save ruins o'er the region spread, And the white stones above the dead. Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to...rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more : The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackened...

...And leave no traee behind — Save ruins o'er the region spread, And the white stones above the dead. Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to...rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more : The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blaekened...

...And leave no trace behind, Save ruins o'er the region spread. And the white stones above the dead. Before these fields were shorn and tilled. Full to...of waters filled The fresh and boundless wood ; And tórrenle dashed and rivulets played. And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are...

...And leave no trace behind, Save ruins o'er the region spread, And the white stones above the dead. Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to...rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more, The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackened...

...these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to the brim our rivers flowed ; The melody of waters filled And torrents dashed and rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more, The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackened...

...And leave no trace behind — Save ruins o'er the region spread, And the white stones above the dead. Before these fields were shorn .and tilled, Full to...rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more : The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackened...

...words of Bryant : — THE CAVES. 15 Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to the brim the rivers flowed, The melody of waters filled The fresh and boundless wood ; And torrents dashed, and rivers played, And fountains spouted in the shade. We speedily reached the main road, formerly departed...

...The melody of waters filled The fresh and boundless wood ; 216 AN INDIAN AT THE BURIAL-PLACE, ETC. And torrents dashed and rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade. Those grateful sounds are heard no more, The springs are silent in the sun, The rivers, by the blackened...