Flowing on in majestic peace toward Prague-finally. ![]() John Rapids the stream races ahead, winding through the cataracts, heaving on a path with its foaming waves through the rocky chasm into the broad river bed- finally. Reflected on its surface are fortresses and castles-witnesses of bygone days of knightly splendor and the vanished glory of fighting times. At night wood and water nymphs revel in its sparkling waves. It flows through grass-grown pastures and lowlands where a wedding feast is being celebrated with song and dance. ![]() Through thick woods it flows, as the gay sounds of the hunt and the notes of the hunter’s horn are heard ever nearer. The forest brook, hastening on, becomes the river Vltava (Moldau.) Coursing through Bohemia’s valleys, it grows into a mighty stream. Their waves, gaily flowing over rocky beds, join and glisten in the rays of the morning sun. ![]() "Two springs pour forth in the shade of the Bohemian Forest, one warm and gushing, the other cold and peaceful.
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