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The Falls of Niagara By Dr. G.B. Scandella | The Falls of Niagara By Dr. G.B. Scandella | ||
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Borne to the rocky bed's | Borne to the rocky bed's exteemed brow, | ||
The flood leaps headlong, nor a moment waits; | The flood leaps headlong, nor a moment waits; | ||
To join the whirlpool deep and vast below, | To join the whirlpool deep and vast below, | ||
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Confound the troubled elements with heaven: | Confound the troubled elements with heaven: | ||
Earth quakes beneath heart trembles in the breast | Earth quakes beneath heart trembles in the breast | ||
With steps uncertain to jutting rock, | |||
To gaze upon the immense abyss, I lie, | |||
And all my senses feel a horrid shock, | |||
As down the steep I turn my dizzy eye | |||
On cloudy steams I take a flight sublime, | |||
Leaving the world and nature's works behind; | |||
And as the pure, empyreal height I climb | |||
Reflect with rapture on the I M MORT AC MISD |
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The Falls of Niagara By Dr. G.B. Scandella
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Borne to the rocky bed's exteemed brow, The flood leaps headlong, nor a moment waits; To join the whirlpool deep and vast below, The settlers ocean hurries through the straits House roars the broken wave; and upward driven, Dishes in air _ dissolving vapours press'd, Confound the troubled elements with heaven: Earth quakes beneath heart trembles in the breast With steps uncertain to jutting rock, To gaze upon the immense abyss, I lie, And all my senses feel a horrid shock, As down the steep I turn my dizzy eye On cloudy steams I take a flight sublime, Leaving the world and nature's works behind; And as the pure, empyreal height I climb Reflect with rapture on the I M MORT AC MISD