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The Rivulet (from Pedro De Castro Y Anaya) Post by :wingit Category :Poems Author :William Cullen Bryant Date :January 2011 Read :3318

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The Rivulet (from Pedro De Castro Y Anaya)

Stay, rivulet, nor haste to leave
The lovely vale that lies around thee.
Why wouldst thou be a sea at eve,
When but a fount the morning found thee?

Born when the skies began to glow,
Humblest of all the rock's cold daughters,
No blossom bowed its stalk to show
Where stole thy still and scanty waters.

Now on thy stream the noonbeams look,
Usurping, as thou downward driftest,
Its crystal from the clearest brook,
Its rushing current from the swiftest.

Ah! what wild haste!--and all to be
A river and expire in ocean.
Each fountain's tribute hurries thee
To that vast grave with quicker motion.

Far better 'twere to linger still
In this green vale, these flowers to cherish,
And die in peace, an aged rill,
Than thus, a youthful Danube, perish.


(Note:
FROM THE SPANISH OF PEDRO DE CASTRO Y ANAYA.

_Las Auroras de Diana_, in which the original of these lines is contained, is, notwithstanding it was praised by Lope de Vega, one of the worst of the old Spanish Romances, being a tissue of riddles and affectations, with now and then a little poem of considerable beauty.)


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William Cullen Bryant's poem: Rivulet (from Pedro De Castro Y Anaya)

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