SALMON BROOK
by: Henry David Thoreau
(1817-1862)
- ALMON Brook,
- Penichook,
- Ye sweet waters of my brain,
- When shall I look,
- Or cast the hook,
- In your waves again?
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- Silver eels,
- Wooden creels,
- These the baits that still allure,
- And dragon-fly
- That floated by,
- May they still endure?
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