On the green bank, to look into the clear Smooth lake, that to me seemed another sky. 460 As I bent down to look, just opposite A shape within the watery gleam appeared, Bending to look on me: I started back, It started back; but pleased I soon returned, Pleased it returned as soon with answering looks 465 Of sympathy and love: There I had fixed Mine eyes till now, and pined with vain desire, Had not a voice thus warned me; “What thou seest, What there thou seest, fair Creature, is thyself; With thee it came and goes:
