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 With the rush of the river as, huddling its mass Of weltering water towards the deep ocean, 'Neath many-arched bridges its eddies did pass.

A hubbub of voices in savage commotion Was mixed with the storm in a chaos of sound, And thrilled as with ague in shuddering emotion

I fled as the hunted hare flees from the hound. Past churches whose bells were tumultuously ringing The year in, and clashing in concord around;

Past the deaf walls of dungeons whose curses seemed clinging To the tempest that shivered and shrieked in amazement; Past brightly lit mansions whence music and singing