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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
England: Vols. I–IV. 1876–79.

Duddon, the River

To the River Duddon

By William Wordsworth (1770–1850)

CHILD of the clouds! remote from every taint

Of sordid industry thy lot is cast;

Thine are the honors of the lofty waste;

Not seldom, when with heat the valleys faint,

Thy handmaid Frost with spangled tissue quaint

Thy cradle decks;—to chant thy birth, thou hast

No meaner poet than the whistling blast,

And Desolation is thy patron-saint!

She guards thee, ruthless power! who would not spare

Those mighty forests, once the bison’s screen,

Where stalked the huge deer to his shaggy lair,

Through paths and alleys roofed with sombre green,

Thousands of years before the silent air

Was pierced by whizzing shaft of hunter keen!