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Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain—50 Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!

Will he train rivulets adown the mountains into stone fountains by dusty roadsides?

Where ’twas shrined in my heart I thy image discrown, And from out thy high heaven I hurl thee adown!

Fifth Chorus of Wanderers We wander adown the road of suffering, Through our trials we are purified, Everlastingly vanquished, and everlastingly overthrown, For ever enslaved, for ever enfranchised, Unceasingly broken and unceasingly renewed, The mock and the sport of all nations on earth.

Naught availeth thy sword, for they break it in sunder, Then bind thine arms straitly with fetters of brass, Haling thee forth and the stairway adown; Like a beast for the sacrifice scourging thee on; To him will they bring thee whose hand thou rejectedst; To him will they bring thee whose yoke thou hast broken, To him who thy fiery doom will have spoken.