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Fountain, fountain, what do you say / Singing at night alone? / "It is enough to rise and fall / Here in my basin of stone."
But are you content as you seem to be / So near the freedom and rush of the sea? / "I have listened all night to its laboring sound, / It heaves and sags, as the moon runs round; / Ocean and fountain, shadow and tree, / Nothing escapes, nothing is free. "