To a River in Which a Child Was Drowned
As thy waves against them dash;
What so blindly, and unkindly,
Smiling river, smiling r99lib.netiver,
As if senseless, as if senseless
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Deep immersed, and unhearsed,
On thy bosom sun-beams play;
Choked with ooze and gravlly stones,
It destroyd, it now does grace.
Thou hast more deceit than they.
Ever whitening, ever whitening,
Things had feeling in this case;
Swallowd, now it helps to wash.
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What thy torrent, in the current,
Lies young Edwards corse: his bones.