"Oh warmly down the sunbeams fell" ["Ehrenbreitstein"] [poem]
Oh warmly down the sunbeams fell, a
Along the broad and fierce Moselle.
And on the city, and distant mountain ridge, 975
And on the city, and the bridge,
So beautiful that stood,
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Tall tower and spire or gloomy fort,
Were made, and shattered in the sport,
Of that impetuous flood, 980
That on the one side washed the wall,
Of Gothic mansion fair and tall,
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And on the other side was seen,
Checked by broad meadows rich and green,
And scattering spray, that sparkling flew, 985
And fed the grass with constant dew.
With broader stream, and mightier wrath,
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The Rhine had chosen bolder path,
All, yielding to his forceful will,
Through basalt gorge, and rock ribbed hill, 990
Still flashed his deep right on.
It checked not at the battled pride
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Where Ehrenbreitstein walled his side,
Stretching across with giant stride
The mighty waves the rock deride, 995

And on the crag like armies ride,
Flinging the white foam far and wide
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Upon the rough grey stone.
Beneath the sweep of yon dark fell,
Join the two brothers, the Moselle, 1000
Greeting the Rhine in friendly guise, 1
To join his headlong current flies, 2
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Together down the rivers go,
Resistless oer their rocky foe,
As lovers joining hand in hand 1005
Toward the west beside their strand,
They rivers pass full
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Like Allied armies mingled band,
Toward the east white whirls of sand,
The river
tosses by, 3 1010

The morning came, and rosy light b
Blushed oer the bastions and the height
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Where traitor never stood, 4
far beneath in misty night

The waters wheeled their sullen flight, 1015
Till oer them far for many a rood,
The red sun scattered tinge of blood,
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broadening into brighter day

On the rich plain the lustre lay
And distant spire and village white 1020
Confessed the kiss of dawn
Still multiplying on the sight Amid the forests shining bright c
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As sunnier grew the morn,
We climbed the crag, we scaled the ridge,
On Coblentz looked adown, 1025
The tall red roofs the long white bridge,
And on the eyelike frown
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Of the portals of her palaces,
And on her peoples busy press,
There never was a fair
town 1030

Between two rivers as it lay
Whence morning mist was curling grey,
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On the plains edge, beside the hill
Oh it was lying calm and still
In mornings chastened glow, 1035
The multitudes were thronging by,
But we were dizzily on high,
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And we might not one murmur hear
Nor whisper tingling on the ear
From the far depth below. 1040
The bridge of boats, the bridge of boats, d
Across the hot tide how it floats,
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In one dark bending line,
For other bridge were swept away
Such shackle loveth not the play 1045
Of the impetuous Rhine,
The feeble bridge, that bends below,
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The tread of one weak man,
It yet can stem the forceful flow,
Which nought unyielding can, 1050
The bar of shingle stems the sea
The granite cliffs are worn away
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The bending reed can bear the blast,
When English oak were downward cast,
The bridge of boats the Rhine can chain, 1055

Where strength of stone were all in vain,
Oh fast and faster on the stream,
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An island driveth down.
The Schwartzwald pine hath shed its green
But not at autumns frown. 1060
A sharper winter stripped them there,
The tall straight trunks are bald and bare,
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The peasant on some Alpine brow,
Hath cut the root and lopped the bough,
The eagle heard the echoing fall 1065
And soared away to his high eyrie,
The chamois gave his warning call
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And higher on the mountain tall
Pursued his way unweary,
They come they come the long pine floats 1070
Unchain the bridge, and
loose the boats,

Lest by the raft so rudely driven,
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The iron bolts be burst and riven, 5
They come, they come, careering fast,
The bridge is gained, the bridge is past, 1075
Before the flashing foam they flee,
Toward the ocean rapidly
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There firmly bound by builders care,
The rage of wave and wind to dare,
Or burst of battle shock to bear 1080
Upon the boundless sea.