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Musings in Maoriland
They started — a Still in the — heart of the mountains, — Where rivulets — thrickle an catharacts flow, — The babblin' brooks an' the thricklin' fountains — Wor fed from the hill-tops all covered with snow
They started
a Still in the
heart of the mountains,
Where rivulets
thrickle an catharacts flow,
The babblin' brooks an' the thricklin' fountains
Wor fed from the hill-tops all covered with snow.