Salmon Brook Poem by Henry David Thoreau

Salmon Brook

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SALMON Brook,
Penichook,
Ye sweet waters of my brain,
When shall I look,
Or cast the hook,
In your waves again?

Silver eels,
Wooden creels,
These the baits that still allure,
And dragon-fly
That floated by,
May they still endure?

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Henry David Thoreau

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Concord, Massachusetts
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