They hide in the brook when I seek to draw nearer,
Laughing amain when I feign to depart;
Often I hear them, now faint and now clearer-
Innocent bold or so sweetly discreet.
Are they Nymphs of the Stream at their playing
Or but the brook I mistook for a voice?
Little care I; for, despite harsh Time's flaying,
Brook voice or Nymph voice still makes me rejoice.
The Water Nymphs
Ellis Parker Butler
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Poem topics: time, innocent, bold, hear, rejoice, hide, stream, depart, voice, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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