I chanced upon the mystic flow,
And in the sunlight ,it did glow
Singing- as fine as a duet!
That restless surging brook,
dancing- ripples,from every nook.
Over vales and mountains and plateaus you flow!
Green pastures you pass and tunnels you scour!
Fuming and rushed,
Jagged and gushed.
Lucid and sublime,
Quiet and benign.