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Song Of The Chattahoochee

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Out of the hills of Habersham,
Down the valleys of Hall,
I hurry amain to reach the plain,
Run the rapid and leap the fall,
Split at the rock and together again,
Accept my bed, or narrow or wide,
And flee from folly on every side
With a lover's pain to attain the plain
Far from the hills of Habersham,
Far from the valleys of Hall.

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Joanne Leonard 09 December 2017

I am not from the south. I was born and raised in northern lands - near the great Lake Michigan. When I moved to Atlanta in my 30's I visited Lake Lanier - then sought out the small creeks and tributaries where the river begins. I read about Sidney Lanier and his poem Song Of The Chattahoochee. I think every child in GA schools should learn about this poem and, if possible, visit Helen, GA where it flows through the city.

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David Mooney 14 May 2017

Missouri is my home now, between the Black and Current rivers, but the Chattahoochee still calls to me from my birth home in Georgia.

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