THERE'S nothing great or bright, thou glorious Fall, Thou may'st not to the fancy's sense recall — The thunder-riven cloud, the lightning's leap, The stirring of the chambers of the deep ; Earth's emerald green, and many-tinted dyes, The fleecy whiteness... Niagara: Its History and Geology, Incidents and Poetry - Page 162 by George Washington Holley - 1872 - 165 pages Full view -
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