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I send, I send here my supremest kiss
To thee, my silver-footed
Thamesis.
No more shall I reiterate thy Strand,
Whereon so many stately
structures stand:
Nor in the summer sweeter evenings go
To bathe in thee,
as thousand others do;
No more shall I along thy crystall glide
In barge
with boughs and rushes beautifi’d…

From

His Tears to Thamesis, by Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

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