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Poem by Walter Savage Landor


To the River Avon


Avon! why runnest thou away so fast?
Rest thee before that Chancel where repose
The bones of him whose spirit moves the world.
I have beheld thy birthplace, I have seen
Thy tiny ripples where they play amid
The golden cups and ever-waving blades.
I have seen mighty rivers, I have seen
Padus, recovered from his fiery wound,
And Tiber, prouder than them all to bear
Upon his tawny bosom men who crusht
The world they trod on, heeding not the cries
Of culprit kings and nations many-tongued.
What are to me these rivers, once adorn'd
With crowns they would not wear but swept away?
Worthier art thou of worship, and I bend
My knees upon thy bank, and call thy name,
And hear, or think I hear, thy voice reply.



Walter Savage Landor

Poem Themes: Rivers, Avon

Walter Savage Landor's other poems:
  1. To Robert Browning
  2. Well I Remember How You Smiled
  3. Yes; I Write Verses Now and Then
  4. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
  5. Ternissa! You Are Fled!


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