Water-nymph names they are
not ripples made by carp,
that Pling pling from afar,
the Vltavina harp,
sounding a little sharp
When water-nymphs with hunger sing
the moon makes them their supper
which two small ducks on silver bring
Doubters, go look, and proper
Then deepest darkest night
washes the silver bright
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