Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 252
ed thing. But in the narrows of the rocks, where oer a steep inclineThe waters plunged, and wreathed in foam the dark boughs of the pine,The lads kept watch with shout and song, and sent each straggling beamA-spinning down the rapids, lest it should lock the stream. III. AND yet—methinks I hear it… … The dawn just pierced the pallid east with spears of gold and red,As we, with boat-hooks in our hands, toward the narrows sped.And terror smote us: for we heard the mighty tree-tops sway,And thunder, as of chariots, and hissing showers of spray. : Now, lads, the sheriff shouted, you are strong,…
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