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The trees turned their leaves the wrong side
out, purely because of the pouring rain, and
they said, as the rushes did the day before:
“We drink with our heads, we drink with our
feet, and we drink with the whole body, and
yet stand on our legs, hurra! it rains, and it
pours; we whistle and we sing; it is our
own song – and it is quite new!”
Yes, that the rushes also sang yesterday – but
it was the same, ever the same. I looked and
looked, and all I know of the beauty of Zather
Dale is, that she had washed herself!
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