SUMMER WIND. Ir is a sultry day; the sun has drank That canopies my dwelling, and its shade Retains some freshness, and I woo the wind Oh, come and breathe upon the fainting earth "Live while you live," the epicure would say, Bryant This lake is one of the most beautiful sheets of water in the world. It is sur ounded by the highlands and mountains of a most picturesque country, in the interior of the state of New Hampshire. The lake is about twenty-two miles in length, and not far from eight miles in breadth; the waters are deep, pure and sweet, supplied by mountain rills and subjacent springs, and when drawn but a few feet from the surface, are cool and refreshing in the hottest season of the year. The lake, abounds in excellent fish of all kinds common to northern waters. What adds greatly to the beauties of the lake are the numerous islands which are scattered about in it, probably the tops of greater or smaller mountains, whose huge masses of granite were but half engulfed in the convulsions which in some early period of time, opened the abyss into which the surrounding waters flowed. These islands are generally well wooded, and many of them are susceptible of high culture. The last royal governor of New Hampshire had a princely mansion on the borders of this lake which was his favourite summer residence. Winnipiseogee has been compared to Lake George; there is a similarity in the purity of its waters, but the former greatly exceeds the latter in magnitude, covering nearly three times the square miles. There is also some resemblance in the scenery; that of Lake George is more wild and savage than that of Winnipiseogee, the latter is more romantic and diversified; |