THE BRIDGE BETWEEN CLIFTON AND LEIGH WOODS. <br /> <br />Frown ever opposite, the angel cried, <br />Who, with an earthquake's might and giant hand, <br />Severed these riven rocks, and bade them stand <br />Severed for ever! The vast ocean-tide, <br />Leaving its roar without at his command, <br />Shrank, and beneath the woods through the green land <br />Went gently murmuring on, so to deride <br />The frowning barriers that its force defied! <br />But Art, high o'er the trailing smoke below <br />Of sea-bound steamer, on yon summit's head <br />Sat musing; and where scarce a wandering crow <br />Sailed o'er the chasm, in thought a highway led; <br />Conquering, as by an arrow from a bow, <br />The scene's lone Genius by her elfin-thread.<br /><br />William Lisle Bowles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/art-and-nature/
