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Fall
to
his
mouth
,
each
a
full
-
grown
kiss
.
He
met
a
little
brook
singing
a
song
.
He
said
,
“
Little
brook
,
you
are
going
wrong
.
“
You
must
follow
me
,
follow
me
,
follow
,
I
say
Do
as
I
tell
you
,
and
come
this
way
.
”
And
the
song
-
singing
,
sing
-
songing
forest
brook
Leaped
from
its
bed
and
after
him
took
,
Followed
him
,
followed
.
And
pale
and
wan
,
The
dead
leaves
rustled
as
the
water
ran
.
And
every
bird
high
up
on
the
bough
,
