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In the canyon, deep and long,
The brook babbles Nature's song
The silent, secluded valley profound
Is overflowing with that sound.

Yon the mountain, the meadows green,
With the pond of water still and serene
On the stilly full- moon night
The ripples reflect pallid light.

The black-bees are crooning,
The fireflies are shining,
An innocent, lonesome, lovelorn, lass,
Singing madrigals in wilderness sobs!!  

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