River-Canyon

I Moss-cup oaks, broadly sprawled, Clench the path, with sapling laurels Intervalled. II Ledge-thinned waters Falling, divide and ravel Over ferns and cress and gravel. III Arbors of the wild grape Climb from alder-tops To the cliff-grown copse. IV Columbine and Indian pink Light the vine-fringed pool Where the foxes drink. V High above In their azure-walled estate Shrills the red hawk to his mate. VI Far down the gorge steepens Where inch by centuried inch the channel Deepens. VII By the grape's long root We clamber from the last ledge To the river's edge. VIII With bronze and silver stippled Runs the shallow-rippled River over stones. IX Pebbles and driftwood High-lodged amid the willows Mark the winter-widened flood. X Ouzels dart, swiftly gone, Past the heron standing Stirless and alone.