Niagara's Charms And Death Of Webb.

        Gazing on rapids mighty sea,
        Struggling fiercely to be free,
        But drawn downwards in its course
        By gravitation's wondrous force,
        O'er those perpendicular walls,
        Hurled 'mong mighty rocks it falls,
        Causing the earth to throb and shake
        Like to the tremor of earthquake.

        Thus the world's greatest wonder
        Reverberates like peals of thunder,
        Enshrined with mist and beauteous glow
        Of varied tints of the rainbow,
        Most glorious sight the human eye
        Hath ever seen beneath the sky,
        Along these banks none ever trod
        But did feel grateful to his God,
        For lavishing with bounteous hand
        Glories majestic and so grand.

        The foaming billows soon are seen
        Transformed into a beauteous green,
        Plunged by whirlpools dread commotion
        It becomes a seething ocean,
        Where furies join in surging dance
        From centre to circumference,
        This is the favorite abode
        Of Neptune, mightiest sea God,
        He hath decreed none shall survive
        Who will into this vortex dive.

        Webb swam the English channel brave,
        Like seabird he did love to lave
        His breast upon the mightiest wave,
        Alas, found here a watery grave;
        Torrent onward rushes frantic
        On its course to the Atlantic,
        But on its way doth gently flow
        Through blue lake Ontario,
        Rejoicing on its way it smiles,
        Kissing the shores of Thousand Isles,
        Mingling with St. Lawrance motion,
        It soon is blended with the ocean.