No worries, AKSAR, we Water Rats know the quote by heart.
And anybody who thinks this is a book for children needs to reset and restart. A copy resides in most of my kits. "The Water Rat was restless, and he did not exactly know why ... " -- this resonates with ever greater depth -- Tennyson echoes.
I confess I am a canoeist first. All my river memories are of canoes, well paddled, swirled in eddies, or buried in standing waves. (The latter is why you tie in your packs and Coleman cooler.) I have been looking over the Clipper line of sweet boats forever, and I think it's time. But there are many other fine boats out there, made by people who care about their craft; just please don't settle for some horrible drugstore POS that will dump you without hesitation and sour your perspective forever.
Despite my fidelity to the path of the (canoe) paddle, I must honestly confess to a wandering eye. If I am to travel solo, a sea kayak has many appealing traits. First and foremost is hull speed: on my local, fairly mild river, a solo kayaker can blast upstream quite effectively, working around the main current, camping on banks and small islands, and avoiding the horrors of the canoe shuttle.
So, I believe I need one of each. Life is short, and the rippling water calls.