English poem
The Fountain Head
by Rennell Rodd (1858–1941)
Pause not here to drink thy fill Where the sheep have stirred the rill, And the pool lies warm and still-- Cross yon ridge a little way, Where the grazing heifers stray, And the stone-pine's branches sway O'er a creviced rock below; Thence the bubbling waters flow Cooler than the northern snow.