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Rh The traveller that the shade would gain
 * May here repose securely,

The steed, when hungry, may attain
 * The crisp new foliage surely.

I love the willow's mossy trunk
 * That bends beside the river!

Sprays veil its shoulders rough and shrunk,
 * And o'er the waters quiver.