From wordly care and vanity,
I could my every hour confine,
And think true happiness was mine.
Sweet river, in thy gentle stream
Myriads of funny beings swim:
The watchful trout with speckled pride;
The perch, the dace in silvered pride;
The princely salmon, sturgeon brave,
And lamprey, emblem of the knave.
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From the Ode To Connecticut River
Josias Lyndon Arnold
