Holderness - An Account of the Beginnings of a New Hampshire Town #229259

"I trust<br>That some, who sigh, while wandering in thought,<br>Pilgrims of Romance o'er the olden world,<br>That our broad land, - our sea-like lakes and mountains<br>Piled to the clouds, our rivers overhung<br>By forests which have known no other change<br>For ages than the budding and the fall<br>Of leaves, our valleys lovelier than those<br>Which the old poets sang of, - should but figure<br>On the apociyphal chart of speculation<br>As pastures, wood-lots, mill-sites, with the privileges,<br>Rights, and appurtenances, which make up<br>A Yankee Paradise, unsung, unknown,<br>To beautiful tradition,... will look kindly<br>Upon this effort to call up the ghost<br>Of the dim Past."