Loch Levenís Gentle Stream
I íVE gazed upon the rapid Rhine, I íve seen its waters foam and shine; I íve watched its cascades, wild and bright, Leap proudly on, in rainbow light; Its waves have charmed my dazzled eye, Like molten silver dashing by: Still, still, I could not love the Rhine; The land it watered was not mine: I sighed to see the moonís mild beam Fall on Loch Levenís gentle stream! I íve wandered by the placid Rhone, When night was on her starry throne; I íve looked upon the Tiberís tide, And plucked the wild-flowers by its side; I íve heard the gondolierís wild note Oíer the Lagoonís fair waters float: Still, still, I turned, with willing feet, My native North again to greet! Again to see the moonís mild beam Fall on Loch Levenís gentle stream!
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