Niagara Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Niagara



On Regan and on Goneril-
The rugged rocks below-
He pours as from the mouth of hell
The torrent of his woe;
While o'er him, with protecting hands,
Cordelia-the rainbow-stands.

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