And ice-chafed granite borne.
The rock-worn stream, in eddying whirl,
Here sinks the clear below;
While there the blue, in foam-flecked curl,
Uprises to the foe.
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But Arve, the rugged Mountain's child,
Obtains the mastery;
And on the Rhone, through Jura wild,
Flows turbid to the sea.
F. J. S.