Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.
II. Connecticut RiverJames Dixon (18141873)
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Foaming o’er rock and crag, all wild and free,
From the deep woods that hide thy shaded source,
To where thy waters mingle with the sea,
Beautiful River! like a dream of love
Thy deep waves glide—blue as the sky above.
Bright are the happy homes along thy shores,
Shaded by drooping elms that kiss thy wave;
And grassy banks, that bloom with gay wild-flowers,
Thy calm and murmuring waters gently lave;
And warbling birds, with music sweet as thine,
Sing in the branches of the o’erhanging vine
A song whose notes are with us evermore,
Stealing our hearts away to wander by thy shore.