Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes. England: Vols. IIV. 187679. | | | | Linn (Lyn), the River | | Linn-Cleeve | | Henry Alford (18101871) |
| | | THIS onward-deepening gloom; this hanging path | |
| Over the Linn that soundeth mightily, | |
| Foaming and tumbling on, as if in wrath | |
| That aught should bar its passage to the sea; | |
| These sundered walls of rock, tier upon tier, | 5 |
| Built darkly up into the very sky, | |
| Hung with thick woods, the native haunt of deer | |
| And sheep that browse the dizzy slopes on high, | |
| All half unreal to my fancy seem; | |
| For opposite my crib, long years ago, | 10 |
| Were pictured just such rocks, just such a stream, | |
| With just this height above and depth below; | |
| Even this jutting crag I seem to know, | |
| As when some sight calls back a half-forgotten dream. | | | | |
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