  I wish I were a stream, O brook! If but for a single day, Then would we wander on and on, While rippling a roundelay. I wish I were a stream, O brook! Just to sense all you would say, Then could we wander on and on, Still babbling along our way. I wish I were a stream, O brook! Each forest-flower I’d know, Like wild birds we’d sail on and on, Joyfully prattling we’d go. I wish I were a stream, O brook! We’d wind thru lane and lea, Playfully gurgling on and on, Till at last we’d reach the sea. |
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