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 | The poetical works of Lucy Larcom |  |
BY THE RIVER.
River, O river, that singest all night,
Nor waitest for light
To pour out thy mirth
Along the chill earth,
The words of thy song let me know!
“I come and I go.”
Nor waitest for light
To pour out thy mirth
Along the chill earth,
The words of thy song let me know!
“I come and I go.”
River, O river, with swell and with fall,
Thy musical call
Waketh, summoneth me;
What thought is in thee
That lulls me, yet rouses me so?
“I come and I go.”
Thy musical call
Waketh, summoneth me;
What thought is in thee
That lulls me, yet rouses me so?
“I come and I go.”
River, O river, a word thou must give,
To help me to live.
“Then sing on thy way,—
Sing the joy of to-day,—
Time's ripple, eternity's flow!
I come and I go.”
To help me to live.
“Then sing on thy way,—
Sing the joy of to-day,—
Time's ripple, eternity's flow!
I come and I go.”
River, O river, thy message is clear;
Chant on, for I hear!
“What the mountains give me
Bear I forth to the sea.
Life only is thine to bestow:
I come and I go.”
Chant on, for I hear!
“What the mountains give me
Bear I forth to the sea.
Life only is thine to bestow:
I come and I go.”
River, O river, thy secret of power
I win from this hour;
Thy rhythm of delight
Is my song in the night:
I am glad with thy gladness; for, lo!
I come and I go.
I win from this hour;
Thy rhythm of delight
Is my song in the night:
I am glad with thy gladness; for, lo!
I come and I go.
| The poetical works of Lucy Larcom | |