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A Dream by the Wild Water
Still-looked, yon star o'er the wild water
Through deeps of night, from a bourne unknown,
Dim-flickering rays down the void vast hollow
Sends thrilled afar where no thought dare follow,
So dread the ways that aloof and lone
Lead hither his light to the wild water.
Through deeps of night, from a bourne unknown,
Dim-flickering rays down the void vast hollow
Sends thrilled afar where no thought dare follow,
So dread the ways that aloof and lone
Lead hither his light to the wild water.
Yet dream there came to the wild water
A word that said how, past sun on sun,
Yon frail star-flame as a dew-fleck burning,
Their eyes behold, who no more returning,
Drear morn breaks cold on our world undone,
All good days fled from the wild water:
A word that said how, past sun on sun,
Yon frail star-flame as a dew-fleck burning,
Their eyes behold, who no more returning,
Drear morn breaks cold on our world undone,
All good days fled from the wild water:
For you, thus grieved by the wild water,
Soothsay of Spring on stark winter's air
That word would bring, with strange joy betiding,
Lost life retrieved, and old love abiding,
And hope a-wing from spell-stopped despair
Would soar and sing o'er the wild water.
Soothsay of Spring on stark winter's air
That word would bring, with strange joy betiding,
Lost life retrieved, and old love abiding,
And hope a-wing from spell-stopped despair
Would soar and sing o'er the wild water.
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