The Well

Truth is the rock whose shadow fallsAthwart the scorched and burning sand;No other rest, no other shade,In all that weary land.

Shut from the desert's burning airs,In its cool cleft, green-ferned and still,Brims the deep crystal well of Life—O traveler, drink thy fill!

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