Bathing In The River

The fish around her crowded, as they do

To the false light that treacherous fisher shew,

And all with as much ease might taken be,

As she at first took me;

For ne’er did light so clear

Among the waves appear,

Though every night the sun himself set there.

Why to mute fish shouldst thou thyself discover

And not to me, thy no less silent lover?

As some from men their buried gold commit

To ghosts, that have no use of it;

Half their rich treasures so

Maids bury; and for aught we know,

(Poor ignorants!) They’re mermaids all below.

The amorous waves would fain about her stay,

But still new amorous waves drive them away,

And with swift current to those joys they haste

That do as swiftly waste:

I laugh’d the wanton play to view;

But ‘t is, alas! at land so too,

And still old lovers yield the place to new.

Kiss her, and as you part, you amorous waves

(My happier rivals, and my fellow-slaves)

Point to your flowery banks, and to her shew

The good your bounties do;

Then tell her what your pride doth cost,

And how your use and beauty’s lost,

When rigorous winter binds you up with frost.

Tell her, her beauties and her youth, like thee,

Haste without stop to a devouring sea;

Where they will mix’d and undistinguish’d lie

With all the meanest things that die;

As in the ocean thou

No privilege dost know

Above th’ impurest streams that thither flow.

Tell her, kind flood! When this has made her sad,

Tell her there’s yet one remedy to be had;

Show her how thou, though long since past, dost find

Thyself yet still behind:

Marriage (say to her) will bring

About the self-same thing.

But she, fond maid, shuts and seals-up the spring.

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• The First Part: Sonnet 10 – Fair Moon, who with thy cold and silver shine by William Drummond by Anglo File
• The First Part: Sonnet 1 – In my first years, and prime yet not at height by William Drummond by Anglo File
• The Editor by William Ellery Leonard by Anglo File
• The Book Of The World by William Drummond by Anglo File
• The Beggar by William Ellery Leonard by Anglo File
• Reading by William Marr by Anglo File
• Premature Blindness by Winston Riley by Anglo File
• May-Night by William Ellery Leonard by Anglo File
• Man’s Knowledge – Ingorance in the Mysteries of God by William Drummond by Anglo File
• Indian Summer by William Ellery Leonard by Anglo File
• In the Small Hours by Wole Soyinka by Anglo File
• In Christ there is No East Or West by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• His Mercy Endureth For Ever by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• Harp Song of the Dane Women by Rudyard Kipling by Anglo File
• God Is Good by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• Gadara, A.D. 31 by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• Freemen by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• Free Men Of God by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• For the Men at the Front by John Oxenham by Anglo File
• Flowers Of The Dust by John Oxenham by Anglo File

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