Would you hear of the River-Fight?
It was two of a soft spring night;—
  God’s stars looked down on all,
And all was clear and bright
But the low fog’s chilling breath—
Up the River of Death
  Sailed the Great Admiral.

On our high poop-...

Over the river they beckon to me,
  Loved ones who ’ve crossed to the farther side,
The gleam of their snowy robes I see,
  But their voices are lost in the dashing tide.
There ’s one with ringlets of sunny gold,
  And eyes the reflection of heaven’s own...

Clear and cool, clear and cool,
By laughing shallow and dreaming pool;
Cool and clear, cool and clear,
By shining shingle and foaming weir;
Under the crag where the ouzel sings,
And the ivied wall where the church-bell rings,
Undefiled for the...

From the German by James Clarence Mangan

  RIVER! my river in the young sunshine!
    Oh, clasp afresh in thine embrace
  This longing, burning frame of mine,
    And kiss my breast, and kiss my face!
  So—there!—Ha, ha!—already in thine arms!
    ...

[September 20, 1854]
WILLIE, fold your little hands;
  Let it drop,—that “soldier” toy;
Look where father’s picture stands,—
  Father, that here kissed his boy
Not a mouth since,—father kind,
Who this night may (never mind
Mother’s sob, my...

My River runs to thee —

Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me?

My River wait reply —

Oh Sea — look graciously —

I'll fetch thee Brooks

From spotted nooks —

Say — Sea — Take Me!

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Time's river in its rushing current

Sweeps all the human deeds away,

And fills an abyss of oblivion

With nations, kingdoms and their kings,

But if there is something remaining

Through sounds of lyre or...

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