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FOR A SUMMER FESTIVAL AT 'THE LAURELS' ON THE MERRIMAC	A
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Once more on yonder laurelled height	B
The summer flowers have budded	B
Once more with summer's golden light	B
The vales of home are flooded	B
And once more by the grace of Him	C
Of every good the Giver	D
We sing upon its wooded rim	C
The praises of our river	D
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Its pines above its waves below	E
The west wind down it blowing	F
As fair as when the young Brissot	B
Beheld it seaward flowing	F
And bore its memory o'er the deep	G
To soothe a martyr's sadness	H
And fresco hi his troubled sleep	G
His prison walls with gladness	H
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We know the world is rich with streams	H
Renowned in song and story	I
Whose music murmurs through our dreams	H
Of human love and glory	I
We know that Arno's banks are fair	J
And Rhine has castled shadows	H
And poet tuned the Doon and Ayr	K
Go singing down their meadows	H
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But while unpictured and unsung	L
By painter or by poet	B
Our river waits the tuneful tongue	L
And cunning hand to show it	B
We only know the fond skies lean	M
Above it warm with blessing	F
And the sweet soul of our Undine	M
Awakes to our caressing	F
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No fickle sun god holds the flocks	H
That graze its shores in keeping	F
No icy kiss of Dian mocks	H
The youth beside it sleeping	F
Our Christian river loveth most	B
The beautiful and human	N
The heathen streams of Naiads boast	B
But ours of man and woman	N
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The miner in his cabin hears	H
The ripple we are hearing	F
It whispers soft to homesick ears	H
Around the settler's clearing	F
In Sacramento's vales of corn	O
Or Santee's bloom of cotton	N
Our river by its valley born	O
Was never yet forgotten	N
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The drum rolls loud the bugle fills	H
The summer air with clangor	K
The war storm shakes the solid hills	H
Beneath its tread of anger	K
Young eyes that last year smiled in ours	H
Now point the rifle's barrel	P
And hands then stained with fruits and flowers	H
Bear redder stains of quarrel	P
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But blue skies smile and flowers bloom on	Q
And rivers still keep flowing	F
The dear God still his rain and sun	N
On good and ill bestowing	F
His pine trees whisper 'Trust and wait '	-
His flowers are prophesying	F
That all we dread of change or fate	B
His live is underlying	F
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And thou O Mountain born no more	K
We ask the wise Allotter	K
Than for the firmness of thy shore	K
The calmness of thy water	K
The cheerful lights that overlay	R
Thy rugged slopes with beauty	I
To match our spirits to our day	R
And make a joy of duty	I

John Greenleaf Whittier

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