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...maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious, as the gates of Heav'n, Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who with lovely flow'rs Of living blue spread garlands at your feet ? GOD ! GOD ! The torrents, like a shout...

...maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious, as the gates of Heav'n, Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who with lovely flow'rs Of living blue spread garlands at your feet ? GOD ! GOD ! The torrents, like a shout...

...mighty Voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest Plunge ! Motionless Torrents ! Silent Cataracts ! Who made you glorious, as the Gates of Heaven, Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who with living flowers. Of loveliest Blue, spread Garlands at your feet...

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...mighty Voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless Torrents ! silent Cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet...

...mightjr Voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless Torrents ! silent Cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Suo 167 Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your...

...mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge I Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who hade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands...

...the giant oak, bend at the breath of their Maker, and with us, bow their heads to do Him homage. " 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 pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds;...