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By the Stream.

By the stream I dream in calm delight, and watch as
in a glass,
How the clouds like crowds of snowy-hued and white-
robed maidens pass,
And the water into ripples breaks and sparkles as it
spreads,
Like a host of armored knights with silver helmets on
their heads.

And I deem the stream an emblem fit of human life
may go,
For I find a mind may sparkle much and yet but
shallows show,
And a soul may glow with myriad lights and wondrous
mysteries,
When it only lies a dormant thing and mirrors what it
sees.

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