Yon sailing swans with arching necks

Yon sailing swans with arching necks
Bowd tow'rds the glassy waters seem
As musing oer the shade they make
That swims beneath them down the stream
& diving oft as they woud join
Those shadows moving as they move
Or reach the fairey lands that shine
With lake & skye as theirs above
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