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OASIS
Think not that I, in morbid mood,
Extravagantly speak;
You are the only daily good
That not in vain I seek.
Extravagantly speak;
You are the only daily good
That not in vain I seek.
As those who o'er a desert pace,
From dawn till daylight dies,
At noon arriving at a place
Where precious water lies,
From dawn till daylight dies,
At noon arriving at a place
Where precious water lies,
Drink deep,—so I the fountain cool
Of your clear spirit quaff,
And ever find the charméd pool
Is bubbling with a laugh.
Of your clear spirit quaff,
And ever find the charméd pool
Is bubbling with a laugh.
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Then o'er the arid plains of thought,
Refreshed, I plod again,
World-careless, by the world unsought,
Singing my palmer strain.
Refreshed, I plod again,
World-careless, by the world unsought,
Singing my palmer strain.
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