TCD MS 10516 folio 60 recto
[12th October 1916] fronds of every palm swayed upon its banks, and, trembling, waved again deep down beneath its rippled waters. The river was never clear and blue. It was always thick with the finest sediment once torn from the distant hills. Though placid in the extreme, it was never so free from motion as to permit the light silt to settle on the river-bed. The sediment in rolling layers would fall slowly down the stream as though the deeper waters in the river bed were ever lifting their burden of silt to revolve on the waters flowing at the surface. Thus the fine deposits moved on in an unceasing roll, destroying the blue transparency of the river, but leaving undefiled the beauty of its reflections and the grace of its own intrinsic motion. With a sense of