Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Beneath me flows the Rhine, and, like the stream of Time, it
flows amid the ruins of the Past.

Beneath me flows the Rhine, and, like the stream of Time, it
flows amid the ruins of the Past.

Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of
singers,
Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung read more

Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of
singers,
Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water.
Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music,
That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to
listen.

Feet that run on willing errands!

Feet that run on willing errands!

To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.

To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.

World-wide apart, and yet akin,
As showing that the human heart
Beats on forever as of old.

World-wide apart, and yet akin,
As showing that the human heart
Beats on forever as of old.