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Whom a young man is wooing.
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The boundless forest sheds its leaves shower by shower,
The endless river rolls its waves hour after hour.
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Before my bed a pool of light;
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Bowing, in homesickness I'm drowned.
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From hill to hill no bird in flight,
From path to path no man in sight.
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