...It is one of the most interesting falls we have ever seen. '" 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...

...among them I immediately recognised the " heaven-born" Staubach, waving to and fro in the -winds, " - like" the pale courser's tail, The giant steed to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse." Our prospects were rather gloomy, when we entered the inn dining-room, which was filled with discontented...

...peculiar hues with which his strange mind looked upon nature : " It is not noon — the sun-bow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven...And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crags, head-long, perpendicular ; And flings its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like...

...Valley in the Alps. — A Cataraet.9 Enter MANFRED. It is not noon — the sunbow's raysf still areh The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving eolumn O'er the erag's headlong perpendieular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and...

...nine hundred feet high, which Wordsworth calls "a sky-born waterfall," and which Byron describes as " Like the pale courser's tail — The giant steed to...be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse." The stream is a small one, and as soon as it clears the rock, shoots into an arrowy spray that resurges...

...SCENE H.—A lower Valley tn the Alps.—A Cataract. Enter Manfred. It is not noon—the sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...eyes But mine now drink this sight of loveliness; I should be sole in this sweet solitude, And with the Spirit of the place divide The homage of these...

...II.— A lower Valley in the Alps— A Cataract.*' Enter MANFRED. It is not noon — the sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven,...column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And flings its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed,...

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

...The torrent with the many hues of heaven, Anil roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crags headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming...And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Riant steed to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse." — Manfred. MUUBEN (Hotels : see...

...A lower Valley in the A l fis. — A Cataract. Enter MANFRED. It is not noon — the sunbow's rays ; I should be sole in this sweet solitude, And with the -Spirit of the place divide The homage of these...