Volume 3 — SPEECH OF THE NYMPH OF THAT BROOK, WHICH, AFTER HEAVY RAIN, BECOMES A DEEP, VIOLENT, AND FORMIDABLE TORRENT.
Reading edition
Lo! down yon steep of vales proud Deva borne, Rolls the hoarse treasures of her flashing urn! Yet bears my stream, as o’er the rocks it raves, Not tribute, but defiance to her waves.