# 2023-01-31 - Mountain Water by Sara Teasdale
       
           Mountain Water by Sara Teasdale
       
           You have taken a drink from a wild fountain
           Early in the year;
           There is nowhere to go from the top of a mountain
           But down, my dear;
           And the springs that flow on the floor of the valley
           Will never seem fresh or clear
           For thinking of the glitter of the mountain water
           In the feathery green of the year.
       
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       tags:   poem
       
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 (DIR) poem