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SONNET: 6. TO A BROOK NEAR THE VILLAGE OF CORSTON, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: As thus I bend me o'er thy babbling stream
Last Line: As thy soft sounds half heard, borne on the inconstant breeze.
Subject(s): Aging; Brooks; Memory; Nature - Religious Aspects; Sonnet (As Literary Form); Time; Streams; Creeks


As thus I bend me o'er thy babbling stream
And watch thy current, memory's hand portrays
The faint-formed scenes of the departed days,
Like the far forest by the moon's pale beam
Dimly descried, yet lovely. I have worn,
Upon thy banks, the livelong hour away,
When sportive childhood wantoned through the day,
Joyed at the opening splendour of the morn,
Or, as the twilight darkened, heaved the sigh,
Thinking of distant home; as down my cheek,
At the fond thought, slow stealing on, would speak
The silent eloquence of the full eye.
Dim are the long past days, yet still they please
As thy soft sounds half heard, borne on the inconstant breeze.





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