Clear and Gentle Stream

Robert Bridges

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1844 to 1930

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Of my boyish day;
Of the summer day
Where thou dost not flow,
And my idle dream,
Once my youthful song,
In the selfsame strain
Idly at its hour,
And the tardy boon,
And the proud swans stray,
Of her brightening moon.
In their chosen pool.
Here again I sit,
And the fish lie cool
Where back eddies play
Clear and gentle stream!
Clear and gentle stream!
And then evening comes,
With my old lament
Clear and gentle stream.
Well does it beseem
And the idle dream
That familiar strain
That hast heard the song,
Dreaming here I lay;
Known and loved so long
First the deep bell hums
Sailing one by one
Creeping up the glade,
From the minster tower,
Down thy margin stray,
Where my old seat was
Still my voice is spent,
Shipwreck with the leaves,
Ere again I go
And I know how soon,
Thee to hear again
Clear and gentle stream!
While I once again
Silent now so long:
With my old lament
Many an afternoon
Over stream and grass
A translucent eaves:
With her lengthening shade,
Out of stream and sun,
And my idle dream,
Where the long boughs knit
Be as I content

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