Born of the waters are we,
Clean of original stain;
Fresh from the salt of the sea,
Pure from the marsh and the plain.
Borne of the Breezes above,
Whithersoever they go,
Made in a mystical love,
Mothers of Rain and of Snow.
(John Bannister Tabb)
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