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Once a ripple came to land In the golden sunset burning-- Lapped against a maiden's hand, By the ford returning.

Dainty foot and gentle breast-- Here, across, be glad and rest. "Maiden, wait," the ripple saith. "Wait awhile, for I am Death!"

"Where my lover calls I go-- Shame it were to treat him coldly--

'Twas a fish that circled so, Turning over boldly."

Dainty foot and tender heart, Wait the loaded ferry-cart. "Wait, ah, wait!" the ripple saith; "Maiden, wait, for I am Death!"

"When my lover calls I haste- Dame Disdain was never wedded!" Ripple-ripple round her waist, Clear the current eddied.

Foolish heart and faithful hand, Little feet that touched no land. Far away the ripple sped, Ripple--ripple--running red!

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