Edward Cracroft Lefroy: His Life and Poems including a Reprint of Echoes from Theocritus: By Wilfred Austin Gill: With a Critical Estimate of the Sonnets by the late John Addington Symonds |
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VIII
A RUSTIC BRIDGE, II
Into the stream I drop my foxglove-bell,
The rapid stream, the laughing leaping stream:
Through watery shades it throws a purple beam;
And each cool beast that drags a twisted shell
Beholds far off the palpitating swell,
And hears the runlet, brawling over stones,
Give murmurous thanks, like some old monk at Nones,
When the red sun makes drowsy-warm his cell.
So runs my fancy. But mine eyes have play
No deeper than the shining-shadowy floor;
The rest is secret as a moonless night.
Down floats my bell, away and still away,
Past the tall hemlock, round the fern-clad shore,
Beyond the reedy shallows, out of sight.
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