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"Flow, Rio Verde!   In melody flow; Win her that weepeth,     To slumber from woe: Bid thy wave's music     Roll through her dreams; Grief ever loveth     The kind voice of streams.

"Bear her lone spirit    Afar on the sound, Back to her childhood,     Her life's fairy ground: Pass like the whisper     Of love that is gone: Flow, Rio Verde,     Softly flow on!

"Dark, glassy water!    So crimson'd of yore! Voices of sorrow     Are known to thy shore: Thou shouldst have echoes     For grief's deepest tone— Flow, Rio Verde,     Softly flow on!"