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As I Wandered by the Brookside


As I wandered by the brookside
I wandered by the mill
I could now hear the brook flow
For the noisy mill was still;
No sound of grasshopper could I hear
Nor the sound of any bird
For the beating of my own heart
Was all the sound I heard.

He came not, no, he came not
The moon shone out alone
The twinkling stars now one by one
Shone round her golden foam;
I waited for one footstep
I waited for one word
But the beating of my own heart
Was all the sound I heard.

Oh as I sat there musing
A touch came from behind
A hand was on my shoulder laid
I knew the touch was kind;
It drew me more nearer
I could not speak one word
For the beating of our own two hearts
Was all the sound I heard.
 

 
            




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