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Charles Lamb (Чарльз Лэм)


To A River In Which A Child Was Drowned


Smiling river, smiling river,
On thy bosom sun-beams play;
Though they're fleeting, and retreating,
Thou hast more deceit than they.


In thy channel, in thy channel,
Choak'd with ooze and grav'lly stones,
Deep immersed, and unhearsed,
Lies young Edward's corse: his bones


Ever whitening, ever whitening,
As thy waves against them dash;
What thy torrent, in the current,
Swallow'd, now it helps to wash.


As if senseless, as if senseless
Things had feeling in this case;
What so blindly, and unkindly,
It destroy'd, it now does grace. 



Charles Lamb's other poems:
  1. Lines Suggested By A Sight Of Waltham Cross
  2. On A Projected Journey
  3. A Timid Grace Sits Trembling In Her Eye
  4. Written Christmas Day 1797
  5. Home Delights


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