Marquette on the Shores of the Mississippi By John Jerome Rooney Here, in the midnight of the solemn wood, He heard a roar as of a mighty wind,— The onward rush of waters unconfined Trampling in legions thro’ the solitude. Then lo! Before him swept the conquering flood, Free as the freedom of the truth-strong mind Which hills of Doubt could neither hide nor bind, Which, all in vain, the valley mounds withstood! With glowing eye he saw the prancing... Read more