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 You may see the gleaming of a Naiad's slippery shoulders, And the water sliding cool and quiet over all.

Through the narrow gorges where the flying-foxes muster, Hanging from the kurrajongs like monstrous magic grapes, Something spreads a sudden fear that breaks each heavy cluster— See the furry prick-eared faun that chuckles and escapes!

Marble-smooth and marble-pale the blue gums guard the clearing Where the winter fern is gold among the silver grass, And the shy bush creatures watching bright-eyed and unfearing See the slender Oreads while we unheeding pass.