THE SONG OF THE MILL WHEEL

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Round and round it goes,
As fast as water flows,—
The dripping, dropping, rolling wheel
That turns the noisy, dusty mill.
Round and round it goes,
As fast as water flows.
Turning all the day,
It never stops to play,—
The dripping, dropping, rolling wheel
That keeps on grinding golden meal.
Turning all the day,
It never stops to play.
Sparkling in the sun,
The merry waters run
Upon the foaming, flashing wheel
That laugheth loud, but worketh still.
Sparkling in the sun,
The merry waters run.
Selected.

Ship on the water
Boats sail on the rivers,
Ships sail on the seas,
But the clouds that sail across the sky
Are prettier far than these.
Castle with bridge and rainbow
There are bridges on the rivers,
As pretty as you please,
But the bow that bridges heaven,
And overtops the trees,
And builds a bridge from earth to sky
Is prettier far than these. Christina G. Rossetti.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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