BETA

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On the Thames—July.

Turned the mill to measured music, fell in soft cas-
cades the spray,
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Throwing clouds of silver showers on the eddies clear as
they ;
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Leapt the troutling idly darting from some root-encircled
spot,
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Bent the bulrush, blushed the mallow, smiled the blue
forget-me-not.
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Sailed the white swans by the rushes, fanned their proud
wings in the breeze,
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Fell the flakes of summer blossom from the overladen
trees ;
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Sang the river with a ripple of its clear and crystal
stream,
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As the sleeper stirs in slumber at the bidding of a
dream.
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Whistled loud the sturdy rustic, though no longer sped
the plough,
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Chirped the cricket in the clover, chirped the brown
wren on the bough ;
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Oh, that sin should e’er beset us from the moment of our
birth ;
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Oh, that grief should ever sadden this glad garden-land
of Earth !
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Lay the miller’s boy a-dreaming in the flower-sprinkled
grass
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Blithely carolled, in the morning air, the miller’s comely
lass ;
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Hearts are tuned to Nature’s music, when her face is
smiling fair,
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And ’tis happiness in summer but to feel the sun and
air.
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Oh, that flowers e’er should wither ; oh, that storms
should e’er arise
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To draw their sombre veiling o’er the calm blue of the
skies !
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Yet it is so, it must be so : we could have no daybreak
bright :
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If it were not that the dawn must be preceded by the
night !
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