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Where, seldom by an ear surprised,
The little stream soliloquised,
In songs and murmurs of delight,
Heard clearest of a starry night,
Amid the hush of all the hills.
The little stream soliloquised,
In songs and murmurs of delight,
Heard clearest of a starry night,
Amid the hush of all the hills.
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