human
Merrily the fountain leaped and danced, and merrily the smiling dimples twinkled and expanded more and more, until they broke into a laugh against the basin's rim and vanished.
gpt
L.E.L.
human
The fountain's low singing is heard on the wind, Like a melody, bringing sweet fancies to mind-- Some to grieve, some to gladden; around them they cast The hopes of the morrow, the dreams of the past. Away in the distance is heard the vast sound From the streets of the city that compass it round, Like the echo of fountains or ocean's deep call; Yet that fountain's low singing is heard over all.
gpt
Abana or Pharpar, rivers of Damascus,