The Meeting Of The Waters - John McCormack
There is not in the diswild world a valley so sweet

As the vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet

Oh the last rays of feeling and life must depart

Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart

Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart

Yet it was not that nature had she'd over the scene

Her purest of crystal and brightest of green

Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or rill

Oh no it was something more exquisite still

Oh no it was something more exquisite still
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Twas that friends the beloved of my bosom we're near

Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear

And who felt how the best charms of nature improve

When we see them reflected from looks that we love

When we see them reflected from looks that we love

Sweet vale of avoca how calm could I rest

In thy bosom of shade with the friends I love best

Where the storm that
We feel in this cold world should cease

And our hearts like thy waters be mingled in peace

And our hearts like thy waters be mingled in peace