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63
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[Oh river flowing through the silent night]
Oh river flowing through the silent nightMurmuring beneath the moon, while we in sleep
Lie careless, thou, unresting, still dost keep
Thy constant course. And in our souls a flight
With more of mystery in its noiseless might
Keeps pace with thine towards a deeper deep.
Dream on, ye dreamers: could ye wake and weep
Ye would not stay nor keep that stream in sight.
Its waves slip from us silently one by one,
Whether we stand and watch them, or forget
In dreamless sleep; still through our soul they run.
Each sighs in passing, “Welcome,—hail,—well met,—
Farewell,—adieu;” a gladness, a regret;
A future, and a past; beginning, done.
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