{"product_id":"the-cataract-of-lodore-by-southey-linocut-poem-print","title":"The Cataract of Lodore by Southey — Linocut Poem Print","description":"\u003cp\u003eRobert Southey wrote this for his children in 1820 while living at Greta Hall in Keswick: their question, how does the water come down at Lodore, answered in a torrent of rhyming words. Here it is in full, pouring down the sheet beside a linocut of the falls above Derwentwater.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch2 class=\"poem-title\" style=\"text-align:center\"\u003eThe Cataract of Lodore\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"poem-credit\" style=\"text-align:center;letter-spacing:.08em\"\u003eRobert Southey, 1820\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"poem-text\" style=\"text-align:center;font-style:italic;margin:1.25em 0\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"How does the water\u003cbr\u003eCome down at Lodore?\"\u003cbr\u003eMy little boy asked me\u003cbr\u003eThus, once on a time;\u003cbr\u003eAnd moreover he tasked me\u003cbr\u003eTo tell him in rhyme.\u003cbr\u003eAnon, at the word,\u003cbr\u003eThere first came one daughter,\u003cbr\u003eAnd then came another,\u003cbr\u003eTo second and third\u003cbr\u003eThe request of their brother,\u003cbr\u003eAnd to hear how the water\u003cbr\u003eComes down at Lodore,\u003cbr\u003eWith its rush and its roar,\u003cbr\u003eAs many a time\u003cbr\u003eThey had seen it before.\u003cbr\u003eSo I told them in rhyme,\u003cbr\u003eFor of rhymes I had store;\u003cbr\u003eAnd 'twas in my vocation\u003cbr\u003eFor their recreation\u003cbr\u003eThat so I should sing;\u003cbr\u003eBecause I was Laureate\u003cbr\u003eTo them and the King.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFrom its sources which well\u003cbr\u003eIn the tarn on the fell;\u003cbr\u003eFrom its fountains\u003cbr\u003eIn the mountains,\u003cbr\u003eIts rills and its gills;\u003cbr\u003eThrough moss and through brake,\u003cbr\u003eIt runs and it creeps\u003cbr\u003eFor a while, till it sleeps\u003cbr\u003eIn its own little lake.\u003cbr\u003eAnd thence at departing,\u003cbr\u003eAwakening and starting,\u003cbr\u003eIt runs through the reeds,\u003cbr\u003eAnd away it proceeds,\u003cbr\u003eThrough meadow and glade,\u003cbr\u003eIn sun and in shade,\u003cbr\u003eAnd through the wood-shelter,\u003cbr\u003eAmong crags in its flurry,\u003cbr\u003eHelter-skelter,\u003cbr\u003eHurry-skurry.\u003cbr\u003eHere it comes sparkling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd there it lies darkling;\u003cbr\u003eNow smoking and frothing\u003cbr\u003eIts tumult and wrath in,\u003cbr\u003eTill, in this rapid race\u003cbr\u003eOn which it is bent,\u003cbr\u003eIt reaches the place\u003cbr\u003eOf its steep descent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe cataract strong\u003cbr\u003eThen plunges along,\u003cbr\u003eStriking and raging\u003cbr\u003eAs if a war waging\u003cbr\u003eIts caverns and rocks among;\u003cbr\u003eRising and leaping,\u003cbr\u003eSinking and creeping,\u003cbr\u003eSwelling and sweeping,\u003cbr\u003eShowering and springing,\u003cbr\u003eFlying and flinging,\u003cbr\u003eWrithing and ringing,\u003cbr\u003eEddying and whisking,\u003cbr\u003eSpouting and frisking,\u003cbr\u003eTurning and twisting,\u003cbr\u003eAround and around\u003cbr\u003eWith endless rebound:\u003cbr\u003eSmiting and fighting,\u003cbr\u003eA sight to delight in;\u003cbr\u003eConfounding, astounding,\u003cbr\u003eDizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eCollecting, projecting,\u003cbr\u003eReceding and speeding,\u003cbr\u003eAnd shocking and rocking,\u003cbr\u003eAnd darting and parting,\u003cbr\u003eAnd threading and spreading,\u003cbr\u003eAnd whizzing and hissing,\u003cbr\u003eAnd dripping and skipping,\u003cbr\u003eAnd hitting and splitting,\u003cbr\u003eAnd shining and twining,\u003cbr\u003eAnd rattling and battling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd shaking and quaking,\u003cbr\u003eAnd pouring and roaring,\u003cbr\u003eAnd waving and raving,\u003cbr\u003eAnd tossing and crossing,\u003cbr\u003eAnd flowing and going,\u003cbr\u003eAnd running and stunning,\u003cbr\u003eAnd foaming and roaming,\u003cbr\u003eAnd dinning and spinning,\u003cbr\u003eAnd dropping and hopping,\u003cbr\u003eAnd working and jerking,\u003cbr\u003eAnd guggling and struggling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd heaving and cleaving,\u003cbr\u003eAnd moaning and groaning;\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAnd glittering and frittering,\u003cbr\u003eAnd gathering and feathering,\u003cbr\u003eAnd whitening and brightening,\u003cbr\u003eAnd quivering and shivering,\u003cbr\u003eAnd hurrying and skurrying,\u003cbr\u003eAnd thundering and floundering;\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eDividing and gliding and sliding,\u003cbr\u003eAnd falling and brawling and sprawling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd driving and riving and striving,\u003cbr\u003eAnd sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd sounding and bounding and rounding,\u003cbr\u003eAnd bubbling and troubling and doubling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd grumbling and rumbling and tumbling,\u003cbr\u003eAnd clattering and battering and shattering;\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eRetreating and beating and meeting and sheeting,\u003cbr\u003eDelaying and straying and playing and spraying,\u003cbr\u003eAdvancing and prancing and glancing and dancing,\u003cbr\u003eRecoiling, turmoiling and toiling and 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