Now sudden as a pleasure unawares
A wooden plank strides oer a little brook
That unto thirst the sweetest boon prepares
Paved oer with pebbles to the very brink
& so invitingly its waters look
Though not a thirst it urges us to drink
Then comes a sloping hill & whats beyond
We stray to look & find a little pond
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