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But, lo! the rocks—and, like a maniac moved,
At once thy rage begins, and all around
Vex'd by th' obstreperous waves thy shores resound;
Check'd by the steadfast reef, as one reproved,
More fierce the torrent raves, and flings his froth
Aloft, and tosses on his flinty bed.
Ill fares the wretch, e who there by night misled,
Strives with strain'd oar against its matchless wrath:
For close before him sinks the dreadful steep;
O'er which th' Herculean stream f shall quickly hurl
Him and his struggling bark, with headlong whirl,
Dash'd on the turrets of the craggy deep,
Many a dark fathom down. The stunning roar
Ontario's g ramparts shakes, and Erie's distant shore.
At once thy rage begins, and all around
Vex'd by th' obstreperous waves thy shores resound;
Check'd by the steadfast reef, as one reproved,
More fierce the torrent raves, and flings his froth
Aloft, and tosses on his flinty bed.
Ill fares the wretch, e who there by night misled,
Strives with strain'd oar against its matchless wrath:
For close before him sinks the dreadful steep;
O'er which th' Herculean stream f shall quickly hurl
Him and his struggling bark, with headlong whirl,
Dash'd on the turrets of the craggy deep,
Many a dark fathom down. The stunning roar
Ontario's g ramparts shakes, and Erie's distant shore.
