介绍： Smooth it glides upon its travel, Here a wimple, there a gleam-- O the
clean gravel! O the smooth stream!
Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, Pave pools as clear as air-- How a child
wishes To live down there!
We can see our colored faces Floating on the shaken pool Down in
cool places, Dim and very cool;
Till a...

介绍： Smooth it glides upon its travel, Here a wimple, there a gleam-- O the
clean gravel! O the smooth stream!
Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, Pave pools as clear as air-- How a child
wishes To live down there!
We can see our colored faces Floating on the shaken pool Down in
cool places, Dim and very cool;
Till a wind or water wrinkle, Dipping marten, plumping trout, Spreads
in a twinkle And blots all out.
See the rings pursue each other; All below grows black as night, Just
as if mother Had blown out the light!
Patience, children, just a minute-- See the spreading circles die; The
stream and all in it Will clear by-and-by.