Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - The Brook and the Wave lyrics

The brooklet came from the mountain,   As sang the bard of old, Running with feet of silver   Over the sands of gold! Far away in the briny ocean   There rolled a turbulent wave, Now singing along the sea-beach,   Now howling along the cave. And the brooklet has found the billow   Though they flowed so far apart, And has filled with its freshness and sweetness   That turbulent bitter heart!