  Ho, the headlong rapids How they rush and rave, Roaring through the forest Like the stormy wave! How the curbless war-steeds Frenzied leap and strain! See the frantic war-steeds Toss their flashing mane! Brief the noontide thunder! Brief the lightning’s ray! Ever rolls the bolt here, Ever gleams the spray! Woe, the crossing panther, Woe, the drinking deer, Should the monster grasp them With his fangs of fear! See the shattered pine-trees How they lean and rock, As the bounding surges Beat with endless shock! Dashing, tearing, tumbling, Down the surges go! Ho, the tusks of granite How they champ the snow! |
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