Where Hudson, once, in all his pride In surges burst upon the shore They plant amidst his flowing tide Moles to defy his loudest roar; And lofty mansions grow where late Half Europe might discharge her freight. From northern lakes and wastes of snow The river takes a distant rise, Now marches swift, now marches slow, And now adown some rapid flies Till join'd the @3Mohawk,@1 in their course They travel with united force. But cease, nor with too daring aim Encroach upon this giant flood; No rights reserved by nature, claim, Nor on his ancient bed intrude:— The river may in rage awake And time restore him all you take. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 1. HIS EXCUSE FOR LOVING by BEN JONSON DORIS; A PASTORAL by ARTHUR JOSEPH MUNBY THE LOST CHORD by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 53. WITHOUT HER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SUICIDE IN THE TRENCHES by SIEGFRIED SASSOON THE OLD MAN'S COMFORTS AND HOW HE GAINED THEM by ROBERT SOUTHEY THE TWO VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON |