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16

SONNET.

Beautiful streamlet by my dwelling side,
I love thy shining sands, thy banks of grass;
I love to see thy silver waters pass,
Hurrying beneath the willow boughs to hide.
Thy nursing springs are in the forest shade;
Moss-bank and rock, brown trunk and ancient tree,
Woodbirds and wild flowers are thy company,
Until thou glitterest in the open glade.
Thou wert my playmate in my early days;
I built cascades and tiny bridges then;
Now thoughtfully on thy green banks I gaze,
And thy bright current, gushing through its glen,
Pure as the air above it, and as free,
And wish my heart were void of stain like thee.