ALEXANDER CHARLES STEWART
ADIEU to these!—Niagara, thy roarIs as the voice of freedom sounding far,And thundering Liberty to either shore,With boom that puts to shame the breath of war.The clouds which hover softly o'er thee areSymbolical of peace; while thou, fierce flood,Hast all the fury of a plunging star,Churning its liquid flames to foaming blood,And overturning worlds that have for ages stood.Forever pour thy dashing speed alongBetween the homes of Freedom and the Free;And chant forever thy resounding songTo hearts that may re-echo liberty.The first who dares destroy thy purity,Or bridge thee for enslavers, may thy roarCease like a thunderbolt, and o'er thy seaThe chill of horror fall and wrap him o'er,Dry up thy foaming flood and be thy voice no more!
ADIEU to these!—Niagara, thy roarIs as the voice of freedom sounding far,And thundering Liberty to either shore,With boom that puts to shame the breath of war.The clouds which hover softly o'er thee areSymbolical of peace; while thou, fierce flood,Hast all the fury of a plunging star,Churning its liquid flames to foaming blood,And overturning worlds that have for ages stood.Forever pour thy dashing speed alongBetween the homes of Freedom and the Free;And chant forever thy resounding songTo hearts that may re-echo liberty.The first who dares destroy thy purity,Or bridge thee for enslavers, may thy roarCease like a thunderbolt, and o'er thy seaThe chill of horror fall and wrap him o'er,Dry up thy foaming flood and be thy voice no more!
ADIEU to these!—Niagara, thy roarIs as the voice of freedom sounding far,And thundering Liberty to either shore,With boom that puts to shame the breath of war.The clouds which hover softly o'er thee areSymbolical of peace; while thou, fierce flood,Hast all the fury of a plunging star,Churning its liquid flames to foaming blood,And overturning worlds that have for ages stood.
ADIEU to these!—Niagara, thy roar
Is as the voice of freedom sounding far,
And thundering Liberty to either shore,
With boom that puts to shame the breath of war.
The clouds which hover softly o'er thee are
Symbolical of peace; while thou, fierce flood,
Hast all the fury of a plunging star,
Churning its liquid flames to foaming blood,
And overturning worlds that have for ages stood.
Forever pour thy dashing speed alongBetween the homes of Freedom and the Free;And chant forever thy resounding songTo hearts that may re-echo liberty.The first who dares destroy thy purity,Or bridge thee for enslavers, may thy roarCease like a thunderbolt, and o'er thy seaThe chill of horror fall and wrap him o'er,Dry up thy foaming flood and be thy voice no more!
Forever pour thy dashing speed along
Between the homes of Freedom and the Free;
And chant forever thy resounding song
To hearts that may re-echo liberty.
The first who dares destroy thy purity,
Or bridge thee for enslavers, may thy roar
Cease like a thunderbolt, and o'er thy sea
The chill of horror fall and wrap him o'er,
Dry up thy foaming flood and be thy voice no more!