(01.03 MC)Reаd "Hоpe" by Jоseph Addisоn аnd аnswer the question that follows.Our lives, discoloured with our present woes,May still grow white and shine with happier hours.So the pure limped stream, when foul with stainsOf rushing torrents and descending rains,Works itself clear, and as it runs refines,till by degrees the floating mirror shines;Reflects each flower that on the border grows,And a new heaven in it's fair bosom showsHow does the transformation of the stream from muddy to clear contribute to the overall meaning of the poem?
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