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He sat him down beside the stream That crossed the lonely way,So fair a scene might well have charm'd All evil thoughts away;
He sat beneath a willow tree That cast a trembling shade,The gentle river full in front A little island made,
Where pleasantly the moon-beam shone Upon the poplar trees,Whose shadow on the stream below Play'd slowly to the breeze.
He listen'd—and he heard the wind That waved the willow tree;He heard the waters flow along And murmur quietly.
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