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AT THE CASCADE by HENRIETTA CORDELIA RAY

First Line: THE WATERS RIPPLED, GLEAMED AND FELL
Last Line: THE ROCKS WITH SILVER SPRAY WERE WET.
Subject(s): WATERFALLS;
The waters rippled, gleamed and fell;
Sweet Jessie tripped adown the dell.
She heard his voice, their fond lips met;
The rocks with silver spray were wet.



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