And great achievements on its stream were borne;
Men who in stirring times the State have led
And names by poets, thinkers, workers worn,
All these were ours and our bright list adorn.
One name the fountain claims its own and keeps,
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Life's river may not bear that name away;
Joyous and loving as sunshine which leaps
About the stream and gilds its dancing spray,
This one the true embodiment doth seem
Of youth eternal, and while the fountain's play
Doth last, his ever kindly wit shall gleam
Within its pools, the while his laughing voice
Doth make the murm'ring waters to rejoice.
No need to tell his name for you all know it, -
Our Doctor, Autocrat, the Poet.
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