Farewell, O Niagara! rolling in splendor,
Thy beauty is matchless, thy power is supreme;
And now, ere I leave thee, my homage I render ---
To return to the world I must rouse from my dream.
In a trance I have been, while sublimest emotions
Have crowded the chambers of soul and of thought;
But my dreams of delight and my deepest devotions
Are faded away - there's a hole in my coat!
Source: Table Rock Album and Sketches of the Falls and Scenery
Adjacent. Buffalo: Steam Press of Thomas and Lathrops, copyright by Jewett, Thomas
& Co.,1856c.1848
