St. Lawrence and the Saguenay, The - Part 36

The startled G ALLOPPES shout as we draw nigh,
The Sault , delighted, hails our reckless bark,
The graceful C EDARS murmur joyously,
The vexed Cascades threaten our little ark,
That sweeps, love-freighted, to its distant mark.
Again the troubled deep heaps surge on surge,
And howling billows sweep the waters dark,
Stunning the ear with their stentorian dirge,
That loudens as they strike the rocks' resisting verge.
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