Its softening shadows o’er their summit lays;
Then melts in air, while wandering sunbeams streak,
With tints of rose, each ridge and frozen peak.
From cliff to cliff hoarse cataracts pursue
Their shattered course; now stained with lovely hue,
Lovely, and yet more transient, while a ray
Athwart the shivered waters cuts its way;
Now whirling in black eddies, as they lash
The darkened precipice with hideous crash.
But see! with trees and freshest verdure bright,