Map includes the text of anonymous poem, "A Native's Tribute" - "Lake of our Home! Around thy shores The graceful hill-slopes rise, And on thy waves the sunset pours The splendor of the skies! Lake of the painted Sachem's pride When forests hemmed it in - And Quanapohit reigned beside The wave-washed shores of Lynn. Its calm no Indian paddles break, no forest camp-fires blaze - No barking wolf its echoes wake, as in primeval days. We note the meadow's emerald rim - Its flowery ferny lines; And from the forest-border dim, Catch odors of the pines. The gliding sails we see; - we hear The rhythmic dip of oars, With merry voices sweet and clear, Along its peopled shores."
