Bayard Taylor.
Two miles from the summit landing are the Kaaterskill Falls. The upper fall 175 feet, lower fall 85 feet. The[page 167] amphitheatre behind the cascade is the scene of one of Bryant's finest poems:
"From greens and shades where the Kaaterskill leaps
From cliffs where the wood flowers cling;"
and we recall the lines which express so beautifully the well-nigh fatal dream
"Of that dreaming one
By the base of that icy steep,
When over his stiffening limbs begun
The deadly slumber of frost to creep."