Glides the stream

Where winding gash wirls round its wildest scene 
On this romantic bend I sit me down 
On that side view the meads their smoothing green 
Edgd with the peeping hamlets checkering brown 
Here the steep hill as dripping headlong down 
While glides the stream a silver streak between 
As glides the shaded clouds along the sky 
Brightning & deepning loosing as theyre seen 
In light & shade so when old willows lean 
Thus their broad shadow runs the river bye 
With tree & bush repleat a wilderd scene 
& mossd & Ivyd sparkling on my eye 
O thus wild musing am I doubly blest 
My woes unheeding & my heart at rest

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