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IN THE sunlight flashing,
Over boulders splashing,
Down the mountain dashing,
A power is drawing me.
I am the River and thou art the Sea,
And all my life currents set onward to thee.
Through the valley going,
I hear thy voice 'unknowing,
But calm my currents flowing
To listen once to thee.
I am the River and thou art the Sea.
And all that I hear is thy call for me.
Brighter still and clearer,-
Thy wild waves rolling nearer, -
But dearer still, far dearer,
Are the calm waves meeting me.
I am the River and thou art the Sea,
Stilling thy tempest to welcome me.
—M. Pauline Scjtt.
Western, Field. Western Field - Sportsmans Magazine of the West. San Francisco: Western Field, 1907.
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