On the Big Blackfoot River above the mouth of Belmont Creek the banks are fringed by large Ponderosa pines. In the slanting sun of late afternoon the shadows of great branches reached across the river, and the trees took the river in their arms. (Quote by - Norman Fitzroy Maclean)

How bright the sunshine dances in its joy, O'er the still flow of this majestic river! (Quote by - John Wilson)

At last the Muses rose, And scattered, as they flew, Their blooming wreaths from fair Valclusa's bowers To Arno's myrtle border. (Quote by - Mark Akenside)

Where stray ye, Muses! in what lawn or grove, . In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides, Or else where Cam his winding vales divides? (Quote by - Alexander Pope)

After the departure of the land parties, I embarked with six men on thursday, the 21st april, on board my newly made boat and began the descent of the river. (Quote by - William Henry Ashley)

From Stirling Castle we had seen The mazy Forth unravelled; Had trod the banks of Clyde and Tay, And with the Tweed had travelled; And when we came to Clovenford, Then said my winsome marrow, Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the braes of Yarrow. (Quote by - William Wordsworth)

Farewell, my friends! farewell, my foes! My peace with these, my love with those. The bursting tears my heart declare; Farewell, the bonnie banks of Ayr. (Quote by - Robert Burns)

And see the rivers how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go A various journey to the deep, Like human life to endless sleep! (Quote by - John Dyer)

Out of the hills of Habersham, Down the valleys of Hall, I hurry amain to reach the plain; Run the rapid and leap the fall, Split at the rock, and together again Accept my bed, or narrow or wide, And flee from folly on every side With a lover's pain to attain the plain, Far from the hills of Habersham, Far from the valleys of Hall. (Quote by - Sidney Lanier)

About fifteen miles above New Orleans the river goes very slowly. It has broadened out there until it is almost a sea and the water is yellow with the mud of half a continent. Where the sun strikes it, it is golden. (Quote by - Frank Yerby)

O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o' Dee; The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam And all alone went she. (Quote by - Charles Kingsley)

A few hours' ride brought us to the banks of the river Kansas. (Quote by - Francis Parkman)

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters. (Quote by - Norman Fitzroy Maclean)

Two ways the rivers Leap down to different seas, and as they roll Grow deep and still, and their majestic presence Becomes a benefaction to the towns They visit, wandering silently among them, Like patriarchs old among their shining tents. (Quote by - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

Flow on, lovely Dee, flow on, thou sweet river, Thy banks' purest stream shall be dear to me ever. (Quote by - John Tait)

Rivers are roads that move and carry us whither we wish to go. (Quote by - Blaise Pascal)

How sweet to move at summer's eve By Clyde's meandering stream, When Sol in joy is seen to leave The earth with crimson beam; When islands that wandered far Above his sea couch lie, And here and there some gem-like star Re-opes its sparkling eye. (Quote by - Andrew Park)

By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodies birds sing madrigals. (Quote by - Christopher Marlowe)

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise. (Quote by - Robert Burns)

He who does not know his way to the sea should take a river for his guide. (Quote by - Blaise Pascal)

I love any discourse of rivers, and fish and fishing. (Quote by - Izaak Walton)

Then I saw the Congo, creeping through the black, Cutting through the jungle with a golden track. (Quote by - Nicholas Vachel Lindsay)

All rivers, even the most dazzling, those that catch the sun in their course, all rivers go down to the ocean and drown. And life awaits man as the sea awaits the river. (Quote by - Simone Schwarz-Bart)

After crossing the Smoky Hill River, I felt comparatively safe as this was the last stream I had to cross. (Quote by - Buffalo Bill)

Yet I will look upon thy face again, My own romantic Bronx, and it will be A face more pleasant than the face of men. Thy waves are old companions, I shall see A well remembered form in each old tree And hear a voice long loved in thy wild minstrelsy. (Quote by - Joseph Rodman Drake)