<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570193" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Recollections of Our Native Valley</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Know ye not that lovely river?<br>Know ye not that smiling river?<br>Whose gentle flood,<br>By cliff and wood,<br>With wildering sound goes winding ever.<br>Oh! often yet with feeling strong,<br>On that dear stream my mem'ry ponders,<br>And still I prize its murm'ring song,<br>For by my childhood's home it wanders.<br>Know ye not that lovely river?<br>Know ye not that smiling river?<br>Whose gentle flood,<br>By cliff and wood,<br>There's music in each wind that blows<br>Within our native valley breathing;<br>There's beauty in each flower that grows <br>Around our native woodlands wreathing.<br>The memory of our brightest joys<br>Is dearer than the richest toys,<br>The present vainly shed around us.<br>Know ye not that lovely river?<br>Know ye not that smiling river?<br>Whose gentle flood,<br>By cliff and wood,<br>Oh, sister! when 'mid doubts and fears,<br>That haunt life's onward journey ever,<br>I turn to those departed years,<br>And that beloved and lovely river;<br>With sinking mind and bosom riven,<br>And heart with lonely anguish aching,<br>It needs my long-taught hope in heaven,<br>To keep that weary heart from breaking.<br>Know ye not that lovely river?<br>Know ye not that smiling river?<br>Whose gentle flood,<br>By cliff and wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gerald+Griffin">Gerald Griffin</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=570193" data-title="Recollections of Our Native Valley de Gerald Griffin" data-description="Know ye not that lovely river? Know ye not that smiling river? Whose gentle flood, By cliff and wood, With wildering sound goes winding ever. Oh! often yet with feeling strong, On that dear stream my mem'ry ponders, And still I prize its murm'ring..."></div> </div> </div>

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