'You are white and tall and swaying,' sang the river br to the tree, br 'And your leaves are touched with silver - but you br never smile on me; br For your branches murmur love songs to the sun- br kissed turquoise sky, br And you seem so far above me that I always hurry br by!' br br 'You are laughing in your shallows, you are somber br in your deeps, br And below your shining surface there's a heart that br never sleeps; br But all day you pass me, dancing, and at evening br time you dream, br And I didn't think you liked me,' sang the birch- br tree to the stream.