...cataracts, rises like a cloud of incense from the earth ? — " Motionless torrents 1 silent cataracts I Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen, full moon 1 Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers, Of loveliest blue, spread garlands...

...the billows stiffen and have rest ? Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow, Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty Voice, And stopped at once, amidst their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorioua as tne...

...addressed the glaciers of Mont Blanc — " Ye ice-falls ! ye, that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the...

...ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, metbinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you...

...well chosen, are of more use than a great library. Motionless terrents ! silent cataracts ! Who nlade you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon ?— Coleridge. If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. —...

...billows stiffen, and have rest 1" Ye ice-falls ! ye, that, from the mountain's brow, Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard...God !" let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ; and let the ice-plains echo. " God !" " God !" sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice...

...the billows stiffen, and have rest ? Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard...— God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God ! God! singye meadow-streams with gladsome voice ! Ye pine-groves,...

...the billows stiffen, and have rest ? Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard...? God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God ! God ! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice ; Ye...

...impressive by the thunder of the avalanche, one is prepared to take up the sublime song of the British poet: Motionless torrents ! Silent cataracts ! Who made...G-OD !" let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer; and let the ice-plains echo, "Goo!" "Goo !" sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice ;...

...ravines steeply slope, — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty noise, And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge, — Motionless torrents ! silent...Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows ! Who with lovely flowers Of living blue spread garlands at your feet ? — God ! God ! the torrents like a shout...