The Torrent
Here is a tale for workmen and their masters: There was a torrent once that down a mountain Flashed its resistless way; a foaming fountain, Basaltic-built, 'twixt cataract-hewn pilasters. Down from its eagle eyrie nearer, nearer, Its savage beauty born mid rocks and cedars, Swept free as tempest, wild as mountain leaders, Of stars and storms the swiftly moving mirror. Men found it out; and set to work to tame it; Put it to pounding rock and rafting lumber; Made it a carrier of the filth of cities: Harnessed its joy to engines; tried to shame it; Saying, " Be civilized!" and piled their cumber Upon it; bound it. God of all the Pities!
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