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I. T. SHEWELL.

TO THE RIVER ORWELL

ORWELL, delightful stream, whose waters flow
Fring'd with luxuriant beauty to the main !
Amid thy woodlands taught, the Muse could fain,
On thee, her grateful eulogy bestow.

Smooth and majestic though thy current glide,
And bustling Commerce plough thy liquid plain ;
Tho' grac'd with loveliness thy verdant side,
While all around enchantment seems to reign:

These glories still, with filial love, I taste,
And feel their praise; — yet thou hast one beside
To me more sweet ; for on thy banks reside,

Friendship and Truth combin'd; whose union chaste
Has sooth'd my soul ; — and these shall bloom sublime,
When fade thefleeting charms of Nature andof Time.