Where Hudson, once, in all his pride In surges burst upon the shore They plant amidst his flowing tide Moles to defy his loudest roar; And lofty mansions grow where late Half Europe might discharge her freight. From northern lakes and wastes of snow The river takes a distant rise, Now marches swift, now marches slow, And now adown some rapid flies Till join'd the @3Mohawk,@1 in their course They travel with united force. But cease, nor with too daring aim Encroach upon this giant flood; No rights reserved by nature, claim, Nor on his ancient bed intrude: The river may in rage awake And time restore him all you take. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A PROPOSED TRIP SOUTH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS PUTTIN' THE BABY AWAY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WOODNOTES: 2 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PAUL REVERE'S RIDE [APRIL 1775] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE BROOK; AN IDYL by ALFRED TENNYSON THE CLOAK by ANNA LOUISE BARNEY FLOATING HEARTS by GEORGE BRADFORD BARTLETT TO MARY; OCCASIONED BY HER HAVING ENGRAVED ON A SEAL 'FORGET ME NOT' by BERNARD BARTON |