With craft and skill to ruin Thy liquid music ever hear

and betray •

Soar not too high to fall but

stoop to rise

Watl

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shallow And

wnence iney come Bi

Your fate is but the common —

fate of all Waters of the little brook

Unmingled joys here no man How oft I loiter just to look

can befall ’ At thy green banks and winding way

Ngtffre To each allots Its proper And crystal rtplets all at play 7

sphere »

Fortune makes folly her pecul Waters of the little brook

■ iar care My daily rambles oft I look

13 Custom does often reason over Along the pebbly banks to dream

tw learn to love thee Jfttlb

And throw a cruel sunshine on •

a fool Waters of the little brook

Live well how long or short 1 soon must leave this sheltered

permit to heaven I nook

They who forgive most shall And ne er return but

be most forgiven stay

Sin may be clasp so close we Forever trickling on thy way

can not see Its face—

Vile intercourse where virtue

has no place