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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.
O lovely river of Yvette! / O darling stream! on balanced wings / The wood-birds sang the chansonnette / That here a wandering poet sings.