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pearly pebbles

We called it the "River of Silence"; for there seemed to be

a hushing influence in its flow.

No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along,

that the

pearly pebbles

upon which we loved to gaze,

far down within its bosom,

stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content,

each in its own old station,

shining on gloriously forever."

Edgar Allan Poe