[Scenes. Seekonk’s Stream and Banks—Whatcheer Cove and Shore—Mooshausick’s Vale, or Site of Providence.]
’Tis early morn; Pawtucket’s torrent roar,
A solemn bass to Nature’s anthem bold,
Alone wakes Williams’ ear; its currents pour
Along with foaming haste, where they have rolled
Ages on ages, fretting here from shore
The basin broad, and there ’twixt hill and wold
Furrowing their channel deep; far hastening on,
Now lost in shades, now glimmering in the sun.
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