. Rhymes of the stream and forest. 1 ^ ^ ?- Tne Brook (in summer.) The brook in Summer, and the meadow fair,The ripples murmur from its stony deep still pool where wide the willowsspread, Its face unstirred by breath of sultry air, Within its depths, the fish suspended thereOn idly moving fins. The mystic threadThat marks the eddy at the ripples head. The laziness of Summer everywhere. The richer green where cool the water flowsGainst grass-grown bank, by winding, silentway,Then gliding where the brookside , the silent current steals awayTo hidden depths, that but the

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. Rhymes of the stream and forest. 1 ^ ^ ?- Tne Brook (in summer.) The brook in Summer, and the meadow fair,The ripples murmur from its stony deep still pool where wide the willowsspread, Its face unstirred by breath of sultry air, Within its depths, the fish suspended thereOn idly moving fins. The mystic threadThat marks the eddy at the ripples head. The laziness of Summer everywhere. The richer green where cool the water flowsGainst grass-grown bank, by winding, silentway,Then gliding where the brookside , the silent current steals awayTo hidden depths, that but the muskrat knows,While over all the spell of this fair day. 17 l^:j- ^^.

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