Fed by a thousand springs and purling rills,
Ocean’s internal, the wild torrent fills.
Lakes Michigan, Superior, there we see,
Concent’ring Huron’s flood with proud Erie:
The awful stream its wond’rous course began,
Roll’d the rich flood before the date of man.
From Buffalo to Chippewa bends its course,
Full eighteen miles, with calm and rapid force,
By Grand Isle passes, where its stream divides,
Whose circling course, majestic, downward glides.