Mad River Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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TRAVELLER
Why dost thou wildly rush and roar,
  Mad River, O Mad River?
Wilt thou not pause and cease to pour
Thy hurrying, headlong waters o'er
  This rocky shelf forever?
What secret trouble stirs thy breast?
  Why all this fret and flurry?
Dost thou not know that what is best
In this too restless world is rest
  From over-work and worry?
THE RIVER
What wouldst thou in these mountains seek,
  O stranger from the city?
Is it perhaps some foolish freak
Of thine, to put the words I speak
  Into a plaintive ditty?
TRAVELLER
Yes; I would learn of thee thy song,
  With all its flowing number;
And in a voice as fresh and strong
As thine is, sing it all day long,
  And hear it in my slumbers.
Why dost thou wildly rush and roar,
  Mad River, O Mad River?
Wilt thou not pause and cease to pour
Thy hurrying, headlong waters o'er
  This rocky shelf forever?
What secret trouble stirs thy breast?
  Why all this fret and flurry?
Dost thou not know that what is best
In this too restless world is rest
  From over-work and worry?
THE RIVER
What wouldst thou in these mountains seek,
  O stranger from the city?
Is it perhaps some foolish freak
Of thine, to put the words I speak
  Into a plaintive ditty?
TRAVELLER
Yes; I would learn of thee thy song,
  With all its flowing number;
And in a voice as fresh and strong
As thine is, sing it all day long,
  And hear it in my slumbers.
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