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"O Man!--who hath dos save thine own heart,

and who, in thy blind egotism, setteth thyself much above me,

who am but a runlet of water O Man! I tell thee, when thou art

dusty bones, I shall still be here, singing toto some other poor human fool, in the dark Go to!"

chuckled the brook, "the Wheel of Life turneth ever faster and

faster; the woes of to-day shall be the woes of last year, or

ever thou canst count theo to!"