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THE DREAM OF THE BROOK

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          THE DREAM OF THE BROOK

A BROOK slept through an afternoon, And as it slept it dreamed the while; It talked in sleep with childlike croon, And rippled in a sunny smile. It dreamed of children that had played Along its banks as on it ran: Then fixed its thought on one that strayed, More fair than all,—the little man! On one that strayed; and then the gleam Of sunshine changed to shade profound: While sadly moaned the sleeping stream,- It dreamed the little lad was drowned.

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