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OH happy glow, oh sun-bathed tree,
Oh golden-lighted river,
A love-gift has been given me,
And which of you is giver?
I came upon you something sad,
Musing a mournful measure,
Now all my heart in me is glad
With a quick sense of pleasure.
I came upon you with a heart
Half sick of life's vexed story,
And now it grows of you a part,
Steeped in your golden glory.
A smile into my heart has crept
And laughs through all my being,
New joy into my life has leapt,
A joy of only seeing!
Oh happy glow, oh sun-bathed tree,
Oh golden-lighted river,
A love-gift has been given me,
And which of you is giver?
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