It mingles with the wave—a dweller there!
And though that stream be hidden from the view,
'Tis yet preserved 'neath ocean's briny crest:
That wide eternity of waves is true—
And as the planets anchored in their rest,
The sparkling streamlet lives; and while unblest,
The land-wave stagnant lingers—there the blue
Tide holds the river stainless in its breast—
An image still of life, that sparkles through
The starry deep of heaven, for ever new.