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On thy fair bosom, silver lake,
The wild swan spreads his snowy sail,
And round his breast the ripples break
As down he bears before the gale.
--
To Seneca Lake, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

 

James Gates Percival

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