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alluding to the river, its ending and ever 

 enduring, 



" And may thy Poet, cloud-born stream ! be free, 

 The sweets of earth contentedly resigned, 

 And each tumultuous working left behind 

 At seemly distance, to advance like thee, 

 Prepared in peace of heart, in calm of mind 

 And soul to mingle with eternity." 



You remember the u After-thought, " be- 

 ginning 



" I thought of thee, my partner and my guide," 



and ending mysteriously, profoundly, and 

 cheeringly 



" Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendant 



power, 

 We feel that we are greater than we know." 



AMICUS. Charming poetry ! true philosophy ! 



PISCATOK. Here again we part to meet at 

 Broughton. The road to the town, pray keep 

 in mind, is over the last bridge on the D addon, 

 the many arched one, and what a contrast with 

 that of the small single arch at Cockley-beck ! 



AMICUS. And what a contrast are the Duddon 

 Sands, its terminus, with the mountains that 

 gave the river birth ; and yet they, the sands 



