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...enchanted ground, for here the ' Scholar Gipsy ' of Glanvill's tale and Matthew Arnold's verse — Oxford riders blithe, Returning home on summer nights, have met Crossing the stripling Thames at Bab-Iock-bithe, Trailing in the cool stream his fingers wet, As the slow punt swings round. Perhaps...

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...for Oxford in poetry what Turner's picture from the fields above Ferry Hinxey has done in painting. " For most, I know, thou lov'st retired ground. Thee,...Trailing in the cool stream thy fingers wet, As the slow punt swings round : And leaning backwards in a pensive dream, And fostering in thy lap a heap...

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