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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! -- at the appointed hour / Forth, like a steel-clad horseman from a tower, / With clang and clink of harness dost thou go / To meet thy vassal torrents, that below / Rush to receive thee and obey thy power. / And now thou movest in triumphal march, / A king among the rivers! On thy way / A hundred towns await and welcome thee; / Bridges uplift for thee the stately arch, / Vineyards encircle thee with garlands gay, / And fleets attend thy progress to the sea!