I could not prove the Years had feet-/Yet confident they run.
MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!
It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still.
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