Bade the stream ripple to the shore.
Sweet was that sound of waves which parted
The fond, the true, the noble-hearted;
And smoothly seem’d the bark to glide,
And brightly flow’d the reckless tide,
Though, mingling with its current, fell
The last warm tears of love’s farewell.
[198] The Odenwald, a forest district near the Rhine, adjoining the territories of Darmstadt.
PART II.
Sweet is the gloom of forest shades,