I stood by the rushing river, And watched its eddies whirl, Where, in its rocky channel, The rolling ripples curl. And my heart was sad and weary, For I mourned a life that was o'er, And I said, in my soul's deep sorrow, "Ah! never, nevermore!" Again I stood by the river, When years had passed away, And watched its whirling eddies, And watched its ripples play. And my heart was glad within me, For I knew, on the other shore, Once more I should be with my loved one, Forever and evermore. TRIPLES with EMMA