A ramble by the rivers side
In Spring times dewy eve
Where teal & widgeon turn to hide
In reeds which them receive
Tis sweet at eventide to go
By rivers winding rim
Where dark & deep the waters flow
& shoals of fish do swim
A ramble by the rivers side
Is pleasant in the summer
Where dragon flies on gauze wings hide
& the bees minstrel hummer
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