La nymphe est devenue un débardeur.
Et là-bas est le dock
Pour le coke.
Next the poet sang of the river flowing through the city:
And the river, from henceforth municipal and historic,
And worthy of archives, of annals and records,
Worthy of glory.
Deriving something solemn and even stern
From the grey stone walls,
Flows under the heavy shadow of the basilica