<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519656" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Tweed River</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Merrily swim we, the moon shines bright,<br>Both current and ripple are dancing in light.<br>We have roused the night raven, I heard him croak<br>As we plashed along beneath the oak<br>That flings its broad branches so far and so wide,<br>Their shadows are dancing in the midst of the tide.<br>'Who wakens my nestlings,' the raven he said,<br>'My beak shall ere morn in his blood be red,<br>For a blue-swollen corpse is a dainty meal,<br>And I’ll have my share with the pike and the eel.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.<br>Merrily swim we, the moon shines bright,<br>There's a golden gleam on the distant height;<br>There's a silver shadow on the alders dank,<br>And the drooping willows that wave on the bank.<br>I see the Abbey, both turret and tower, <br>It is all astir for the vesper hour;<br>The monks for the chapel are leaving each cell,<br>But where’s Father Philip, should toll the bell?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III.<br>Merrily swim we, the moon shines bright,<br>Downward we drift through shadow and light.<br>Under yon rock the eddies sleep,<br>Calm and silent, dark and deep.<br>The Kelpy has risen from the fathomless pool,<br>He hath lighted his candle of death and of dool:<br>Look, Father, look, and you’ll laugh to see<br>How he gapes and he glares with his eyes on thee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV.<br>Good luck to your fishing, whom watch ye to night?<br>A man of mean or a man of might?<br>Is it layman or priest that must float in your cove,<br>Or lover who crosses to visit his love?<br>Hark! heard ye the Kelpy reply as we passed,-—<br>'God's blessing on the warder, he lock'd the bridge fast!<br>All that come to my cove are sunk,<br>Priest or layman, lover or monk.'<br>…<br>Landed—landed! the black book hath won,<br>Else had you seen Berwick with morning sun!<br>Sain ye, and save ye, and blithe mot ye be,<br>For seldom they land that go swimming with me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519656" data-title="On Tweed River de Sir Walter Scott" data-description="Merrily swim we, the moon shines bright, Both current and ripple are dancing in light. We have roused the night raven, I heard him croak As we plashed along beneath the oak That flings its broad branches so far and so wide, Their shadows are danci..."></div> </div> </div>

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