THE WATERFALL AND THE EGLANTINE

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Composed 1800.--Published 1800


[Suggested nearer to Grasmere, in the same mountain track as that referred to in the following note. The Eglantine remained many years afterwards, but is now gone.--I.F.]


Included among the "Poems of the Fancy."--Ed.



I

"Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf,"


Exclaimed an angry Voice, [1]


"Nor dare to thrust thy foolish self


Between me and my choice!"


A small Cascade fresh swoln with snows


Thus threatened a poor Briar-rose, [2]


That, all bespattered with his foam,


And dancing high and dancing low,


Was living, as a child might know,


In an unhappy home.


II


"Dost thou presume my course to block?


Off, off! or, puny Thing!


I'll hurl thee headlong with the rock


To which thy fibres cling."


The Flood was tyrannous and strong; [A]


The patient Briar suffered long,


Nor did he utter groan or sigh,


Hoping the danger would be past;


But, seeing no relief, at last,



He ventured to reply.



III



"Ah!" said the Briar, "blame me not;


Why should we dwell in strife?


We who in this sequestered spot [3]


Once lived a happy life!


You stirred me on my rocky bed--

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