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And I seem to her her whisper
Like a faint [[insertion]] persuasive [[/insertion]] plea
[[strikethrough]]And[[/strikethrough]]While the river waters murmur
In the hills of Tennessee
[[insertion]] Whither art thou, forest rover [[/insertion]]

When will you come back to me.
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[[erased text]] [[Standing?]] Water [/erased text]]

Down, down the [[strikethrough]] the long [[/strikethrough]] rocky [[strikethrough]]shod bucklaurel [[/strikethrough]] [[insertion]] rhododendron [[/insertion]] gorge [[srikethrough]] (draw) swale [[/strikethrough]]
In [[strikethrough]] tumbling [[/strikethrough]] leaps slanting
In frantic haste to find
The lower levels where the waters merge
In meadow pools more placidly inclined.