...still ; came to a morass ; Hobhouse dismounted to get over well ; I tried to pass my horse over ; the And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, l&t the pale courser's tailt The Giant steed, tn he beftrnde liy Death As told in the Apoealijjjxe."...

...the tail of a white horse streaming in the wind over the rock. " It is not noon — the sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crags headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along. And to and fro, like the...

...Cataract. Enter MANFRED. It is not noon— the sunbow's rays still arch • The torrent with the nianv tten ir. M $ fixcg its lines of foaming light along, *nd to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed,...

...Wordsworth calls it, " This bold, this pure, this sky-born waterfall." Byron writes, " The sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crags headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the...

...lou-ir Valley in t'a Alps -A Cataract.1' .Enfe)' MANFRED. It is not nooli — the suiibow's rays13 still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.14 No eyes But mine now drink this sight of loveliness ; I should be sole in this sweet...

...T'aiVci/ in t'te Alps -A. Cataract.17 Enter MANFRED. It U not noon — the sunbow's rays18 still aroh The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll...Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.14 No eyes But mine now drink this sight of loveliness ; I should be sole in this sweet...

...MANFRED.1 A louer valley in Hie Alpg. A Cataract. Enter MANFRED. It is not noon— the eunbow's raya still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its linee of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be...

...bow moving as you move ; I never saw any thing like this ; it " It Is not noon — the sunbow's rayi still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted sliver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular. And fling Its lines of foaming light...

...lower. Valley in the Alps. — A Cataract. ' Enter MANFRED. It is not noon — the sunbow's rays s D F ; = C>D : C CB7 C @-<SG " Fr? sheeèed silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming...

...This is how he describes it in the poem of " Manfred ":— • " It is not noon—the sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crags headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming .light along And to and fro, like the...