Fragment

I WALK'D along a stream, for pureness rare,

Brighter than sun-shine; for it did acquaint

The dullest sight with all the glorious prey

That in the pebble-paved channel lay.

No molten crystal, but a richer mine,

Even Nature's rarest alchymy ran there,--

Diamonds resolv'd, and substance more divine,

Through whose bright-gliding current might appear

A thousand naked nymphs, whose ivory shine,

Enamelling the banks, made them more dear

Than ever was that glorious palace' gate

Where the day-shining Sun in triumph sate.