...mighty river leap in one bound. " ... Rapid as the light The flashing mass foams, shaking the al,yss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rooks of jet That gird...

...sleeps afar, Like Scipio, buried by the upbraiding shore. stanza 57. The poetry of speech. Stanza 68. The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture. Stanza eo. Then farewell Horace, whom I hated so, — Not for thy fanlts, but mine. Stanza 77. 1 See...

...to every traveler who visits this beautiful spot ; and I, like others, sought to recall them : — " The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height...hiss And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird...

...sees it to be merely an accident of his own being." ' . ' • CASCATA DEL MARMORE CANTO IV LXIX-LXXII The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height...the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; 5 The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of...

...sleeps afar, Like Scipio, buried by the upbraiding shore. Stanza sr. The poetry of speech. stama 5*. The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture. Stanza 69. Then farewell Horace, whom I hated so, — Not for thy faults, but mine. Stama 77. 1 See...

...visits this beautiful spot ; and I, like others, sought to recall them : — " The roar of waters 1 — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters 1 — rapid as the light The flashing mass foams, shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters I — where...

...sleeps afar, Like Scipio, haried hy the nphraiding shore. stanxa 57. The poetry of speech. Stanxa ss. The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless tortnre. Stanxa cg. Then farewell Horace, whom I hated so, — Not for thy fanlts, hat mine. Stansa...

...And tracks thee dancing down thy waterbreaks. Brook ! Whose Society the Poet Seeks. W. WORDSWORTH. The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height...where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture. Childe Harold, Canto IV. LORD BYRON. Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill...

...of natural beauty which brings back " the splendour in the grass, the glory in the flower ! "] LXIX. The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height...where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture j while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks...

...ages. CH, IV, 57. dous precipice which separates the seventh from the eighth circle of the Inferno: The hell of waters! Where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, etc. CH, IV, 69. So, too, the metaphor...