The Winding Stream

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    Oh, give to me a winding stream, it must not be too wide, 
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    where waving leaves from maple trees do meet from either side. 
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    The water must be deep enough to float a small canoe, 
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    with no one else but you. 

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Do not disturb my waking dream, 
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the splendor of that winding stream. 
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Flower in my canoe, her eyes they look me through, 
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a maiden fair with golden hair is very much like you. 

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    The sparkling trout beneath the bank does leave his hiding place, 
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    kingfisher from the bough above, so eager to give to chase. 
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    The spreading branches over head, the sunlight peeping through, 
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    when looking, dear, at you. 

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Do not disturb my waking dream, 
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the splendor of that winding stream. 
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Flower in my canoe, her eyes they look me through, 
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a maiden fair with golden hair is very much like you.