Classic Poem

O river, flowing on,
In flashing sunlight roll,
And join the ocean lawn
Up to the island shoal.

O great and mighty stream,
With flaming breast and bow,
Your ferries glide and gleam
Through sparkling glare and glow.

O sun, on rolling wave
Shine far out to the sea,
And rounded billows pave,
Like quickened silver flee.

O sheets of dazzling light,
Move on close to the edge,
Where ships are anchored right,
And gold flames on the ledge.

O rivers, drifting fire
With steamers flaming wide,
Play on your silent lyre
Until the shadows hide.