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$ fortune | cowsay

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/ I had an errand there: gathering        \
| water-lilies, green leaves and lilies   |
| white to please my pretty lady, the     |
| last ere the year's end to keep them    |
| from the winter, to flower by her       |
| pretty feet till the snows are melted.  |
|                                         |
| Each year at summer's end I go to find  |
| them for her, in a wide pool, deep and  |
| clear, far down Withywindle; there they |
| open first in spring and there they     |
| linger latest.                          |
|                                         |
| By that pool long ago I found the       |
| River-daughter, fair young Goldberry    |
| sitting in the rushes. Sweet was her    |
| singing then, and her heart was         |
| beating!                                |
|                                         |
| And that proved well for you--for now I |
| shall no longer go down deep again      |
| along the forest-water, no while the    |
| year is old. Nor shall I be passing Old |
| Man Willow's house this side of         |
| spring-time, not till the merry spring, |
| when the River-daughter dances down the |
| withy-path to bathe in the water.       |
|                                         |
\ -- J. R. R. Tolkien                     /
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