The Brook and the Wave lyrics
 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
		
		The brooklet came from the mountain,
          As sang the bard of old,
Running with feet of silver
          Over the sands of gold!
Far away in the briny ocean
          There rolled a turbulent wave,
Now singing along the sea-beach,
          Now howling along the cave.
And the brooklet has found the billow
          Though they flowed so far apart,
And has filled with its freshness and sweetness
          That turbulent bitter heart!