The Winding Stream

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    Oh, give to me a winding stream, it must not be too wide,
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    where waving leaves from maple trees do meet from either side.
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    The water must be deep enough to float a small canoe,
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    with no one else but you.

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Do not disturb my waking dream,
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the splendor of that winding stream.
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Flower in my canoe, her eyes they look me through,
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a maiden fair with golden hair is very much like you.

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    The sparkling trout beneath the bank does leave his hiding place,
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    kingfisher from the bough above, so eager to give to chase.
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    The spreading branches over head, the sunlight peeping through,
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    when looking, dear, at you.

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Do not disturb my waking dream,
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the splendor of that winding stream.
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Flower in my canoe, her eyes they look me through,
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a maiden fair with golden hair is very much like you.