Of torrent wild and foaming cataract;

The thunderous, reverberating tones

And seething ebullition of the falls

Are blended in one grand euphonious chord.

Far in the hazy distance, as the eye

With vague perceptive vision penetrates,

Lie the vast mesas of ethereal hue,

Stretched in a calm and sleepy quietude,

Dreamy repose and blue tranquillity;

The eye which rests upon the drowsy scene

Beholds a dim horizon, which presents

No line of demarcation or of bounds;

A merging union, blurred and indistinct;

Fuliginous confusion, that the eye

In viewing gazes, but no more discerns

Which is the earth, and which the azure sky.

But mark the change!

A cloud, which floated in the atmosphere,

An inconsiderable and feathery speck

Of no proportions, now augmented, wears

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