K Thou pauseat not in thine allotted task. 



darkling River ! through the night I hear 

 Thy wavelets rippling on the pebbly beach, 



1 hear thy current stir the rustling sedge 

 That skirts thy bed. Thou intermittest not 

 Thiue everlasting journey, drawing on 



A silvery train from many a woodland spring 

 And mountain brook." 



Bryant. 



