Poetry: Thoughts On Viewing The Falls Of Niagara

Wbstkrn Pobtry. - We noticed ihe fol lowmg Unes in the Scioto Whig. The poet, doublicss, tbinks that sitllimili) alone, is not the essence of poetry: THOUGHTS ON VIEWING TUE FALLS OF NIÁGARA. I wonder bow long you've been n roarin' Al tlis inferniil role! I wonder if ali you've been a pourin' Could be cyplier'd on a slate! l wonder how suc'i n tlumderin' sounded VVhen all New York was woudd! Spose likely lOtoo ludians have been drownded When the rains have raised your iloods. I wonder f wild etngs nnd buffiloes Hav'nl slood where now I sund! Wcll, 6pose fheiny i-car'a at first] they sUibb'd tiieir toce, I wonder wherc ihey'd land. l wonder 'f tlint rninbnw lias bt-eu o shinin' Since sUnrise ut orfiitKiii, And this waterfi.ll been midorininin1 VVi'.h ei riitunl spatteraiion! That Mi 'cos ncver mentioned ye I've wonderVl Wiiilo other lliings doi-cribin'; My conscicncc, liow ye 'mist have (bacned mi'! tliiindftf'd Wlien the duluge was snbsidin'! My thouglits are rtrtogj mngniheent and deep, When l Itriïlt doivn on tfirèè! O! whtit n j!orirnitj place for wuühing shcep, Nirigara would bc!And O! v lm' a tremondous water pnwer Is waslied oVr r.s rilge! Ono mail mi?lit farnisli all the vvorld wit I flour Wii fi a fiirijjle priiloge' I wonder how niany timen ihc Inkes liaveali Ctjcn ecnptii'd over lieie! Wliy Clinton did'nt focdihe grand cana) Up lierc, I tlüiil; is queer! Tho thought are verv strange that crowd my ursin Wlien I look up to tlipe; Such thoiigltts I never pxpect to have ngoin To all eternitv ! ! !