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I'll;-:  ways  will  be  long,  but  the  days  will  be  long,11  quoth  the  river,
                          T o  mo  a  long  liver,  long,  long! ”  quoth  the  river— the river.


                          1  dreamed  o f the  country  that  night,  of tile  orchard,  the  sky,
                          Tile  voice  that  had  mocked  eon ii tig  after  and  over  and  under.
                          But  ;it  last— m  a  clay  or  two  namely— Eleven  and  I
                          Were  very  fast  friends,  and  to  him  I  confided  the  wonder.
                          lie   said  that  was  Echo.   " Was  Keho  a  wise  kind  o f bee
                          That had learned how to laugh;  could  it laugh in  on..  ear and then fly.
                          An d  la ii gl i  a g; d a  y o 11 de r ? 3 f   “ N o ;  Ec h o ''— lie wh i sj >e re d  it  h nv—■
                          Wa> a  woman,  they  said,  but  a  woman  whom  no  one  could  sec.
                          And  no  one  could  find;  and  he  did  not  believe  it.  not  he;
                          But  he  could  not  get near for  the  river  that  held  us  asunder.

                          Vet  1  that  had  money— a  shilling,  a  whole  silver  shilling—
                          W e  might  cross  if  I  thought  I  could  spend i t ”    " Oh  1  yes I ”  ). was
                               willing—
                          And  we  rail  hand  in  hand,  we  ran  down  to  the  ferry,  the  ferryt
                          And  we  heard  how  she  mocked  at  the  folk  with  a  voice  clear  an,
                               merry
                          When  they  called  for  the  ferry;  but,  oh 1  she  was  very— was  very
                          Swift-footed.   She  spoke  and  was  gon e;  and  when  Oliver  cried,
                          Hit-:  over!  hie  over!  you  man  o f the  ferry— the  fe rr y !JJ
                          By  tile  still  water's  side  she  was  heard  far  and  wide— she  replied,

                          And  she  m ocked  in  her  voice  sweet  and  merry,  41 Y ou  man  of  the
                               ferry,

                                  You  man  of— you  man  of the  ferry!”

                          Hie  o v e r !  ”  be  shouted.   The  ferry  man  came  at  his  calling;
                          Across  the  clear  reed-bordered  liver  lie  ferried  us  ia.se.
                          Such  a  chase!  Hand  in  hand,  foot  to foot,  we  ran  on ;  it  surpassed
                          All  measure  her  doubling— so  close,  then  so  tar  away  fading,
                           I hen  gone,  and  no  more.   Ob !  to  see  her but  once  unaware,
                          A nd  the  mouth  that  had  mocked,  but  we  might  not  (yet  sure  she
                               was  there) t
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