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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Inscription for a Fountain

By Bryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall) (1787–1874)

REST! This little Fountain runs

Thus for aye: it never stays

For the look of summer suns,

Nor the cold of winter days.

Whosoe’er shall wander near,

When the Syrian heat is worst,

Let him hither come, nor fear

Lest he may not slake his thirst:

He will find this little river

Running still, as bright as ever.

Let him drink and onward hie,

Bearing but in thought that I,

EROTAS, bade the Naiad fall,

And thank the great god Pan for all!