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Rh Wandering devious, many-mooded rivers Mazily saunter, with a floating flower, Or leaf, or bubble on their bosom borne; With labyrinthine silver in the blue; Indolent dimpling playful light and shadow; Now washing swiftly round about the roots Of guava, mango, fountainous cocoa-palm, Or palm that, veil'd in climbing green llianas, High over all the verdure lifts a spire. Among blithe rapids my dark boatmen wade, Merrily pushing; while at waterfalls, Pendent in green woods among roseate rocks, Pendent, like plumes of birds of paradise, They carry our frail bark upon their shoulders.

Sunset arrives: a stilly-flowing flood Glows, like blent molten metals brilliant, Dark and light green, crimson, purple and gold, Repeating heaven; as though yon gleaming beetles, Swaying among the verdure, were afloat, One solid army of them, mail'd in glory.