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 Down a tranquil river, and you alone with me: Past broad shining meadows, Past the great wood-shadows, Past fair farms and hamlets, for ever to the sea.

Through the golden noonlight, Through the silver moonlight, Through the tender gloaming, gliding calm and free; From the sunset gliding, Into morning sliding, With the tranquil river for ever to the sea.

Past the masses hoary Of cities great in story, Past their towers and temples drifting lone and free: Gliding, never hasting, Gliding, never resting, Ever with the river that glideth to the sea.

With a swifter motion Out upon the Ocean, Heaven above and round us, and you alone with me; Heaven around and o'er us, The Infinite before us, Floating on for ever upon the flowing sea.