And yet thou rollest on, unheeding, wild and free.
Within thy caverns wide,
The charnel-house of ages! gathered lie
Nations and empires, flung by destiny
Beneath thy flowing tide:
There rest alike the monarch and the slave;
There is no galling chain, no crown beneath thy wave.
The conqueror in his pride
Smiled a defiance, and the warrior stood
Firm as the rock that bides the raging flood;