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For to this Lake, by night and day,The great Sea-water finds its wayThrough long, long windings of the hills;And drinks up all the pretty rillsAnd rivers large and strong:
Then hurries back the road it came—Returns, on errand still the same;This did it when the earth was new;And this for evermore will do,As long as earth shall last.
And, with the coming of the Tide,Come Boats and Ships, that sweetly ride,Between the woods and lofty rocks;And to the Shepherds with their FlocksBrings tales of distant Lands.
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