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to the crystal streamlet

I strayed at close of day;

Into its limpid waters,

I plunged without delay.

I've loved thee long and dearly,

I'll love thee, Sweet, for aye.

Into its limpid waters,

I plunged without delay;

Then mid the flowers springing

At the oak-tree's foot I lay.

Then mid the flowers springing

At the oak-tree's foot I lay;

Sweet the nightingale was singing,

High on the topmost spray.