Niagara's Charms And Death Of Webb.

Gazing on rapids mighty sea,             Struggling fiercely to be free,             But drawn downwards in its course             By gravitation's wondrous force,             O'er those perpendicular walls,             Hurled 'mong mighty rocks it falls,             Causing the earth to throb and shake             Like to the tremor of earthquake.             Thus the world's greatest wonder             Reverberates like peals of thunder,             Enshrined with mist and beauteous glow             Of varied tints of the rainbow,             Most glorious sight the human eye             Hath ever seen beneath the sky,             Along these banks none ever trod             But did feel grateful to his God,             For lavishing with bounteous hand             Glories majestic and so grand.             The foaming billows soon are seen             Transformed into a beauteous green,             Plunged by whirlpools dread commotion             It becomes a seething ocean,             Where furies join in surging dance             From centre to circumference,             This is the favorite abode             Of Neptune, mightiest sea God,             He hath decreed none shall survive             Who will into this vortex dive.             Webb swam the English channel brave,             Like seabird he did love to lave             His breast upon the mightiest wave,             Alas, found here a watery grave;             Torrent onward rushes frantic             On its course to the Atlantic,             But on its way doth gently flow             Through blue lake Ontario,             Rejoicing on its way it smiles,             Kissing the shores of Thousand Isles,             Mingling with St. Lawrance motion,             It soon is blended with the ocean.