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The River Swan. The River Swan. No more sweetness has a river’s sway Than the drift of a soft currents’ time A meandering sigh of dear nature’s play Held in respect by banks of easy climb And here, within this stroll of elegance Which draws loves’ eye to a rosy scene A heart is swollen to gentle romance Beholding joy’s look of a river queen Her easy glide is serenity’s regal pose This lady, who sweetens water’s grace In her white glory of all feather’s glow All reflected within a river’s embrace No heart might harden at this sight Or a tear be retained within a soft eye What smile is delayed from all delight When this majestic queen sails by She drifts her wake to an endless dream And sad is knowledge if she is gone No whiter moon has more softer gleam This beauteous bird, the River Swan |
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