Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid Silent and chaste she steals along, Far from the world`s gay busy throng: With gentle yet prevailing force, Intent upon her destined course; Graceful and useful all she does, Blessing and blest where`er she goes; Pure-bosom`d as that watery glass, And Heaven reflected in her face.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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