Softly gleaming…

Softly gleaming whispers on the banks
Of sandy shoals, the delicate flower withers
In romantic longings of the soul; she sings a lovely
Melody, like whispers on the shore—
The delicate sound of noon-tide billows
Come to rest on the pillows of warm sand.
And there are many a child wandering sweetly
Breathing the fragrant airs the breeze blow by—
Sweetly the celestial whisper,
Delicate the voice of meekness,
In heavenly tune she sings the glorious stillness.
Still she sings, like a flower whither it may blossom,
Bend and sway freely in the noon-tide breeze,
The lovely whispers on the gleaming shoals,
Along the gentle coast, whither flower wither.

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