|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Is it not better, then, to be alone,|
And love Earth only for its earthly sake?
By the blue rushing of the arrowy Rhone
Or the pure bosom of its nursing lake.
ByronChilde Harold. Canto III. St. 71.
|Thou Royal River, born of sun and shower|
In chambers purple with the Alpine glow,
Wrapped in the spotless ermine of the snow
And rocked by tempests!
LongfellowTo the River Rhone.