Inscription On The Shanklin Fountain

A poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O traveller, stay thy weary feet;
Drink of this fountain, pure and sweet;
It flows for rich and poor the same.
Then go thy way, remembering still
The wayside well beneath the hill,
The cup of water in His name.

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