SALMON Brook, <br />Penichook, <br />Ye sweet waters of my brain, <br />When shall I look, <br />Or cast the hook, <br />In your waves again? <br /> <br />Silver eels, <br />Wooden creels, <br />These the baits that still allure, <br />And dragon-fly <br />That floated by, <br />May they still endure?<br /><br />Henry David Thoreau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/salmon-brook/
