In many a branching stream, and wider flow.
Carlos Wilcox.
26. You shall go down as men have ever done,
And tread the pathway worn by common tramp.
A. C. Coxe.
27. Friendship shall still thy evening feasts adorn,
And blooming peace shall ever bless thy morn
Succeeding years their happy race still run,
And age unheeded by delight come on.
Prior.