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The Avon

THE AVON to the Severn runs,
  The Severn to the sea,
And Wickliffe’s dust shall spread abroad,
  Wide as the waters be.

1. Now, Robin, Lend to Me Thy Bow
2. Willy Drowned in Yarrow
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. The Cave of Pope
5. The Hermitage

William Wordsworth The Avon ("AVON,—a precious, an immortal name!")

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