O lovely river of Yvette! <br />O darling river! like a bride, <br />Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette, <br />Thou goest to wed the Orge's tide. <br /> <br />Maincourt, and lordly Dampierre, <br />See and salute thee on thy way, <br />And, with a blessing and a prayer, <br />Ring the sweet bells of St. Forget. <br /> <br />The valley of Chevreuse in vain <br />Would hold thee in its fond embrace; <br />Thou glidest from its arms again <br />And hurriest on with swifter pace. <br /> <br />Thou wilt not stay; with restless feet, <br />Pursuing still thine onward flight, <br />Thou goest as one in haste to meet <br />Her sole desire, her heart's delight. <br /> <br />O lovely river of Yvette! <br />O darling stream! on balanced wings <br />The wood-birds sang the chansonnette <br />That here a wandering poet sings.<br /><br />Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-river-yvette-birds-of-passage-flight-the-fifth/
