Beneath the ridge of Drachenfels; 1
We saw it where its ripples ride
ʼNeath Ehrenbreitsteinʼs beetling pride;
We saw it where its whirlpools roar
Among the rocks of gaunt St. Goar—
In all its aspect is as fair!
That aspect changes everywhere.
From Rhætian and Dinaric crest, 2
From the wild waters to the west, a b
From fearful Splügenʼs glaciered head,
The mighty torrent dashes, dread;
And, swelled by every Alpine snow,
Now see it chase these clffs below,
On whose high summits deeply rent
Rise many a fortress battlement,
Seeming the lords of rock and hill,
And mighty in their ruin still.