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274 Sweet by the river's noisy brink

The water-lily bursts her crown,

The kingfisher comes down to drink

Like rainbow jewels falling down.

And when the blue and grey entwine

The daisy shuts her golden eye,

And peaces wraps all those hills of mine

Safe in my dearest memory.