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The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultu...

Now overhead,
Where the rivulet loiters and stops,
The bittersweet hangs from the
Of the alders and

Down the stream the swans all glide;
It's quite the cheapest way to ride
Their legs get wet,
Their tummies wetter: