Ever after from their Mary.
[TO A RIVER IN WHICH A CHILD WAS DROWNED.]
Smiling river, smiling river,
On thy bosom sunbeams play;
Though they're fleeting, and retreating,
Thou hast more deceit than they.
In thy channel, in thy channel,
Choked with ooze and grav'lly stones,
Deep immersed, and unhearsed,