Abraham Moore, Niagara. A Poem (1822)
“ There crawl the slimy reptiles of the deep,Glazing th' obnoxious path, and dimly seenBy the dull lantern of that drizzling skreen;Through which day's beams with faint refraction peep, A baleful radiance pale, that gives the night Perplexing gleams obscure, the shades of tortured light.VI.Press not too far thy hardy search, nor trustThe doubtful chambers of that untried maze:Know'st thou what base its leaning wall upstays?What floods lie hid behind? what treacherous crustRoofs the blind chasm, that cracks beneath thy tread? ”
