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And now, all tossed in feathery foam,
 Sparkling with rainbow light it glows;
It seems impatient for its home,
 And hastening to repose.

 Flow on, thou shining river,
  Thou soon shalt reach the sea;
 Thus we are passing ever,
  And haste away like thee.
Wave after wave, in ceaseless flow,
 Moves onward to eternity:
O may the stream thy gladness know,
 And thy sweet melody!