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KNOW you the river near to Grez, / A river deep and clear? / Among the lilies all the way, / That ancient river runs to-day / From snowy weir to weir.
Old as the Rhine of great renown, / She hurries clear and fast, / She runs amain by field and town / From south to north, from up to down, / To present on from past.
The love I hold was borne by her; / And now, though far away, / My lonely spirit hears the stir / Of water round the starling spur / Beside the bridge at Grez.
So may that love forever hold / In life an equal pace; / So may that love grow never old, / But, clear and pure and fountain-cold, / Go on from grace to grace.