To the River Yvette

To the River Yvette

A wandering poet sings of the Yvette, likening its flow toward the Orge to a bride hastening to her beloved. Maincourt and Dampierre salute its passage, the bells of St. Forget bless it, and the valley of Chevreuse cannot hold it back.

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Nature Poetry, Lyric Poetry · 191 words

First lines

O lovely river of Yvette! / O darling river! like a bride, / Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette, / Thou goest to wed the Orge's tide.

Maincourt, and lordly Dampierre, / See and salute thee on thy way, / And, with a blessing and a prayer, / Ring the sweet bells of St. Forget.

The valley of Chevreuse in vain / Would hold thee in its fond embrace; / Thou glidest from its arms again / And hurriest on with swifter pace.

Thou wilt not stay; with restless feet / Pursuing still thine onward flight, / Thou goest as one in haste to meet / Her sole desire, her head's delight.

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rivers · bridal imagery · personification · birdsong

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