Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem: To the River Yvette

Birds of Passage, poem(s) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
FLIGHT THE FIFTH - To the River Yvette
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________________________________________________ FLIGHT THE FIFTH: To the River Yvette O lovely river of Yvette! O darling river! like a bride, Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette, Thou goest to wed the Orge's tide. Maincourt, and lordly Dampierre, See and salute thee on thy way, And, with a blessing and a prayer, Ring the sweet bells of St. Forget. The valley of Chevreuse in vain Would hold thee in its fond embrace; Thou glidest from its arms again And hurriest on with swifter pace. Thou wilt not stay; with restless feet Pursuing still thine onward flight, Thou goest as one in haste to meet Her sole desire, her head's delight. O lovely river of Yvette! O darling stream! on balanced wings The wood-birds sang the chansonnette That here a wandering poet sings. Content of FLIGHT THE FIFTH: To the River Yvette [Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem collection: Birds of Passage] Read next: FLIGHT THE FIFTH: The Emperor's Glove Read previous: FLIGHT THE FIFTH: The Revenge of Rain-in-the-Face Table of content of Birds of Passage GO TO TOP OF SCREEN Post your review Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book

Birds of Passage, poem(s) by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow