A Fragment of Empedocles

I heard a thrush sing in the flowering may,
All in the morning cool,
Whilst Joan and Jack ran to the river to play
And found a silvery salmon in a pool.

Now all these five fair things, I wished them joy —
Kindred and close to me:
" For I have been, ere now, a girl and a boy,
A bush, a bird, and a dumb fish in the sea."
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