Gracefully, gracefully glides our barkOn the bosom of Father Thames,And before her bows the wavelets darkBreak into a thousand gems.
A gray eye is a sly eye, And roguish is a brown one; Turn full upon me thy eye, Ah, how its wavelets drown one! A blue eye is a true eye; Mysterious is a dark one, Which flashes like a spark-sun! A black eye is the best one.william r. alger
Here is Skiddaw and then, between thickets and parks, the delightful Lake Windermere, which I drew on an evening so sweet and peaceful that I felt uneasy with happiness; the sunset was combing the curly wavelets with a golden comb, and here the pilgrim sat by the quiet reeds and had no desire to go home again, so dazing and peaceful was the water.
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