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MY love o er the water bends dreaming It g

MY love o'er the water bends dreaming
It glideth and glideth away
She sees there her own beauty gleaming
Through shadow and ripple and spray.
O tell her thou murmuring river
As past her your light wavelets roll
How steadfast that image for ever
Shines pure in pure depths of my soul..

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