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THE ROSY STREAM ROLLS DOWN THE HILL, by                     Poet's Biography
Last Line: Nature plays her music of life
Subject(s): Nature


The rosy stream rolls down the hill;
Bareth her silver heart, the lake;
The tall trees, litter-bearers these,
Carry the goddess of dawn, who will lave her limbs
In the confluence of the lake and the stream.
"Festival of light!" chant the bird-priests.
The breeze chimes in ecstasy
Through the palm-tree on the lea;
The wicked sun steals a glance
At the Bacchanal of dawn from field to field.
"Arise, awake, see!" the barque of light,
Drifting through the hollow of the sky
In quest of the shadows fleeing far into the land of sleep;
While, stringing her lyre with sunbeams,
Nature plays her music of life




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