A TALE OF TRANSFORMATIONS.
A little Brook, that babbled under grass,
Once saw a Poet pass-
A Poet with long hair and saddened eyes,
Who went his weary way with woeful sighs.
And on another time,
This Brook did hear that Poet read his rueful rhyme.
Now in the poem that he read,
This Poet said-
“Oh! little Brook that babblest under grass!
(Ah me! Alack! Ah, well-a-day! Alas!)
Say, are you what you seem?
Or is your life, like other lives, a dream?
What time your babbling mocks my mortal moods, Fair Na
(Juliana Horatia Ewing)
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