Music — Poetry — Fiction 



How wonderful and vast thou art! 1898 



Grand Pantheon of Omniscient art! 

 Thy flood-gates demonstrate thou art 

 " Without a parallel! " 



Awe-struck I hear the passing crowd 

 Of heaving storm waves thundering loud, 

 And see them writing here the proud 

 Grand Autograph of God. 



A thousand waves on dress parade 

 Urge on the crowding cavalcade, 

 Which pauses on the brink, afraid 



The awful plunge to take. 



See yon gigantic wave command 

 The myriad troopers, as they stand 

 Erect, with flashing sword in hand, 

 To charge the host below! 



Adown they charge, that mighty force, 

 Resistless in its downward course; 

 The rider and the foaming horse — 

 Brigade Victorious! 



Thy grand facade, with curtains down, 

 Presents no monster's ugly frown, 

 But like a maiden's bridal gown, 

 A robe of beauty is. 



Its elevation reaches high, 



And fain would touch the changing sky, 



Its falling waters ever cry, 



Rejoicing as they leap. 

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