The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls._ The opening high, wind-swept chords; the succeeding softly-breathed, high chromatics, with the deep-voiced bass, creating an atmosphere of the vast loneliness of wild mountain heights; the gradual descent to spell-binding silence and then the startling shriek and swoop down of the eagle--all these are suggested in this tiny piece with unmistakable power. _The Eagle_ is remarkable for its programme music aspect in the light of MacDowell's later works, for in these it is perfected suggestion and not realism that we find. 2. _The Brook_ is a clever little piece, delicate and refined. It begins with lovable simplicity, which is broken for a time by an expressive and characteristic passage marked _sotto voce_. The piece as a whole has for its motto Bulwer's lines:-- _Gay below the cowslip bank, see the billow dances; There I lay, beguiling time--when I liv'd romances; Dropping pebbles in the wave, fancies into fancies._ 3. _Moonshine_ opens softly with a broad and dignified melody. The expression soon becomes tender, but is interspersed with jocular little passages. MacDowell illustrates in his characteristic manner a lonely tramp at night, with the grotesque streaks of the moonlight breaking quaintly into the pedestrian's contemplative mood. The music is curiously lonely and suggestive of a quiet moonlight night in the country. Particularly lovable are the soft, characteristic chord progressions, followed by lonely silence, on the second page, just before the opening melody returns. The piece ends with the moon kissing the traveller good-night. 4. _Winter_ is a piece of deep feeling, quite haunting in its expression of lonely grief. Its motto is taken from some lines by Shelley:-- _A widow bird sate mourning for her love Upon a wintry bough; The frozen wind crept on above, The freezing stream below. There was no leaf upon the forest bare, No flower upon the ground, And little motion in the air Except the mill-wheel's round._ The music is of the kind that remains in the memory for a long time and is of a quality as moving in its sadness as anything MacDowell ever composed. Its suggested scene seems to be the bleak and icy winter of North America. OPUS 33. THREE SONGS, FOR TENOR OR SOPRANO AND PIANOFORTE. _Composed, Wiesbaden_, 1888. _First Published_, 1894 (J. Hainauer. Revised Edition of Nos. 2 & 3--Arthur P. Schmidt). 1. _Prayer._ 2. _Cradle Hymn._ 3. _Idyl._ These songs are rather beautiful, and sincerely, although not grandly, inspired. They are probably the least known in America and England of MacDowell's songs, but they do not lack a fine, spiritual outlook. OPUS 34. TWO SONGS, FOR VOICE AND PIANOFORTE. _Composed_, 1888. _First Published_, 1889 (Arthur P. Schmidt). 1. _Menie._ 2. _My Jean._