The children, too, began to sigh,
And all their merry chat was o'er;
And yet they felt, they knew not why,
More glad than they had done before.
RIVER! river! little river !
Bright you sparkle on your way;
O’er the yellow pebbles dancing,
Through the flowers and foliage glancing,
Like a child at play.
River! river ! swelling river !
On you rush o'er rough and smooth ;
Louder, faster, brawling, leaping
Over rocks, by rose-banks sweeping,
Like impetuous youth. .
River ! river! brimming river !
Broad, and deep, and still as Time!
Seeming still, yet still in motion,
Tending onward to the ocean,
Just like mortal prime.
River! river! rapid river !
Swifter now you slip away;