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Glide gently, thus for ever glide, / O Thames! that other Bards may see / As lovely visions by thy side / As now, fair River! come to me.
Oh glide, fair Stream! for ever so, / Thy quiet soul on all bestowing, / Till all our minds for ever flow / As thy deep waters now are flowing.
Vain thought! . Yet be as now thou art, / That in thy waters may be seen / The image of a poet's heart, / How bright, how solemn, how serene!
Such as did once the Poet bless, / Who, pouring here a later23 ditty, / Could find no refuge from distress / But in the milder grief of pity.
Now let us, as we float along, / For him suspend the dashing oar; / And pray that never child of Song / May know that Poet's sorrows more.
How calm! how still! the only sound, / The dripping of the oar suspended!
-The evening darkness gathers round / By virtue's holiest Powers attended.