There was, it is

And then, one day, as if the ground had been wearied
to carry this mass of stone and ice, it let it be inserted.

The sea was thrown in the valleys, and since this time
its storms do not stop punishing the granite peaks,
without being able to absorb them.

They continue to dare to defy it, in a chain
of shredded summits, which comes to excavate
its entrails up to forty five miles with the broad one.