VI.

I wind about and in and out,
With here a blossom sailing,
And here and there a lusty trout,
And here and there a grayling.


VII.

And here and there a foamy flake
Upon me as I travel
With many a silvery water-break
Above the golden gravel.


VIII.

I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers,
I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.


IX.

I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;
I make the netted sunbeam dance