Near Geneva two great rivers meet but do not mingle. Here the
Rhone pours out its waters of heavenly blue, and there the Arve,
partly from the glaciers from which it largely comes, and partly
from the clay soil that it upheaves, meet and run side by side
for miles, with no barriers save their own innate repulsions,
each encroaching now and then into the province of the other,
but beaten back again instantly into its own domain.
Like mighty rival forces of good and evil do these rivers seem, and
for long the issue is doubtful; but far down the stream the muddy Arve
is mastered, and the Rhone has colored the whole surface of the stream
with its own tinge of blue. So in the end the good shall prevail.
(Text.)
(1275)
=Good Shepherd=--See FOLD, THE, OF CHRIST.