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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508091" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 06</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508091" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">(to a brook near the village of Corston.)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508091" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As thus I bend me o'er thy babbling stream<br> And watch thy current, Memory's hand pourtrays<br> The faint form'd scenes of the departed days,<br> Like the far forest by the moon's pale beam<br> Dimly descried yet lovely. I have worn<br> Upon thy banks the live-long hour away,<br> When sportive Childhood wantoned thro' the day,<br> Joy'd at the opening splendour of the morn,<br> Or as the twilight darken'd, heaved the sigh<br> Thinking of distant home; as down my cheek<br> At the fond thought slow stealing on, would speak<br> The silent eloquence of the full eye.<br> Dim are the long past days, yet still they please<br>As thy soft sounds half heard, borne on the inconstant breeze.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+Southey">Robert Southey</a></strong></div>

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