Sonett-Forum

Parent of rivers, whoso exhaustless flow
Commingles with that which divides the earth,
As if thou hadst from it thy genial birth,
What are the emblems thy swift courses show ?

Art thou not like the swellingof the thought,
Which in the breast of genius rising high
Endues th' effect with immortality
On earth — attain'd, as instinctively sought?

Or, resembling the tide of knowledge — vast
As is each varied source from whence it springs ? —
Thou to else arid tracts fresh verdure bring'st,
Like fervid valour concentr'd at last,
And as the soul, replenish'd with each flood
Of strength'ning pow'r, hoardeth the future good.