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water . . . Let it go again . . . I saw little fish, the children of the sea; They were gay and busy. I wanted the sea-weed purple; I wanted the shells; I wanted a little fish to hold in my hands; I wanted the big fish to stop wandering about, And tell me all they knew . . . I have come back safe and dry And know no more secrets Than yesterday! THREE THOUGHTS OF MY HEART As I was straying by the forest brook I heard my heart speak to me: Listen; said my heart, I have three thoughts for you . . . a thought of clouds, A thought of birds, A thought of flowers. I sat upon a cushion of moss, Listening, Where the light played, and the green shadows: What would you do . . . I asked my heart . . . If you were a floating ship of the sky . . . If you were a peering bird . . . If you were a wild geranium? And my heart made answer: That is what I wonder and wonder! After all it is life I love, After all I am a living thing, After all I am the heart of you . . . I am content! SNOW-CAPPED MOUNTAIN Snow-capped mountain, so white, so tall, The whole sea Must stand behind you! Snow-capped mountain, with the wind on your forehead, Do you hold the eagles' nests? Proud thing, You shine like a lily, Yet with a different whiteness; I should not dare to venture Up your slippery towers, For I am thinking you lean too far Over the Edge of the World! THE BROOK AND ITS CHILDREN "O brook, running down your mossy way, I hear only your voice And the murmuring fir-trees; Where are your children? Where are the magic stones, your children?" The brook answered me sweetly, "I left them on the Alp, In steep fields. They were trying to hold me back, To keep me from this shady path of happiness; But I went onward day by day Until they got used to seeing me pass. Now, they stand there in an enchantment On the mountain-side, While I travel fields of elm and poplar." BIRD OF PARADISE I was walking in a meadow of Paradise When I heard a singing Far away and sweet Like a Roman harp, Sweet and murmurous Like the wind, Far and soft Like the fir trees. It w
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