 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
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ON THE WEDDING OF AN AERONAUT
Aëronaut, you're fairly caught,
Despite your bubble's leaven:
Out of the skies a lady's eyes
Have brought you down to Heaven!
Despite your bubble's leaven:
Out of the skies a lady's eyes
Have brought you down to Heaven!
No more, no more you'll freely soar
Above the grass and gravel:
Henceforth you'll walk—and she will chalk
The line that you're to travel!
Above the grass and gravel:
Henceforth you'll walk—and she will chalk
The line that you're to travel!
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