| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900. |
| James Thomson. 1834–1882 |
| 797. Sunday up the River |
| MY love o'er the water bends dreaming; | |
| It glideth and glideth away: | |
| She sees there her own beauty, gleaming | |
| Through shadow and ripple and spray. | |
| O tell her, thou murmuring river, | 5 |
| As past her your light wavelets roll, | |
| How steadfast that image for ever | |
| Shines pure in pure depths of my soul. |
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