Rhine

"He would water his horses in the Rhine."

"The castled crag of Drachenfels, Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine."

"The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne; But tell me, Nymphs, what power divine Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?"

"The Rhine! the Rhine! a blessing on the Rhine!"

"Beneath me flows the Rhine, and, like the stream of Time, it flows amid the ruins of the Past."

"Sie sollen ihn nicht haben Den freien, deutschen Rhein."

"Am Rhein, am Rhein, da wachsen uns're Reben."

"The air grows cool and darkles, The Rhine flows calmly on; The mountain summit sparkles In the light of the setting sun."

"I've seen the Rhine with younger wave, O'er every obstacle to rave. I see the Rhine in his native wild Is still a mighty mountain child."

"Lieb Vaterland magst ruhig sein, Fest steht und treu die Wacht am Rhein!"

"Oh, sweet thy current by town and by tower, The green sunny vale and the dark linden bower; Thy waves as they dimple smile back on the plain, And Rhine, ancient river, thou'rt German again!"