Rested upon the stone.
NIAGARA.
The same rhythmic cadence is observable in the following passage, copied verbatim from the American Notes:—
I think in every quiet season now,
Still do those waters roll, and leap, and roar,
And tumble all day long;
Still are the rainbows spanning them
A hundred feet below.
Still when the sun is on them, do they shine
And glow like molten gold.