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Arethusa arose / From her couch of snows / In the Acroceraunian mountains,- / From cloud and from crag, / With many a jag, / Shepherding her bright fountains. / She leapt down the rocks, / With her rainbow locks / Streaming among the streams; - / Her steps paved with green / The downward ravine / Which slopes to the western gleams; / And gliding and springing / She went, ever singing, / In murmurs as soft as sleep; / The Earth seemed to love her, / And Heaven smiled above her, / As she lingered towards the deep.