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THE fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
All things by a law divine
Why not I with thine ?
See the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another ; No sister flower would be forgiven,
If it disdained it's brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea : What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?
as séas sicer;
And Hezee bore ber, 1 ste Szered traris the deep.
On his glacier cold,
And opened a chasm
In the rocks ; — with the spasm All Erymanthus shook.
And the black south wind
It concealed behind The urns of the silent snow,
And earthquake and thunder
Did rend in sunder
The beard and the hair
Of the River-god were
As he followed the light
Of the fleet nymph's flight To the brink of the Dorian deep.
“Oh, save me ! Oh, guide me !
And bid the deep hide me,
The loud Ocean heard,
To its blue depth stirred, And divided at her prayer ;
And under the water
The Earth's white daughter Fled like a sunny beam ;
Behind her descended
Her billows, unblended
Like a gloomy stain
On the emerald main Alpheus rushed behind,
As an eagle pursuing
A dove to its ruin
Under the bowers
Where the Ocean Powers Sit on their pearled thrones,
Through the coral woods
Of the weltering floods, Over heaps of unvalued stones;
Through the dim beams
Which amid the streams
And under the caves,
Where the shadowy waves Are as green as the forest's night :
And now from their fountains
In Enna's mountains, Down one vale where the morning basks,
Like friends once parted
Grown single-hearted, They ply their watery tasks.
At sunrise they leap
From their cradles steep
At noon-tide they flow
Through the woods below And the meadows of Asphodel ;
And at night they sleep
In the rocking deep Beneath the Ortygian shore ;
Like spirits that lie
In the azure sky