Classic Poem

Flow on winding river in silence for ever
The sedge & flags rustle about in a bustle
You are dear to my fancy thou smooth flowing river
The bullrush bows calm and theres peace in the hustle
As the boat gently glides
Oer thy soft flowing tides
As the young maidens sail on a sweet summer day.

The wavelets in ridges by osiers through bridges
Neath the grey willows shade & the nestling reeds made
Were dear to my fancy as onward they sail
The osiers they dip in the rings lilys made
And the maiden look'd red
As the corn poppy bed
Or dog rose that blushed in the shade.

The day was delightful where but gadflies where spiteful
The hum of the Bee carolled merrily there
The Butterflies danced round the wild flowers delightful
And the old willows toss'd their grey locks in the air
The boat softly rippled
Suspended oars drippled
While the maidens were lovely & beauteously fair.

The boat gently pushes aside the bullrushes
All gilt by the water & summer sunbeams
How soft the oar dashes the stream as it splashes
By the side of the boat wi its burden o dreams
The rushing of waters
The songs o' earths daughters
How sweetly they sound in the plash of the streams.