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THE RAINBOW BRIDGE

Come away, my brother:
This is our moment, this;—
This and none other,
To snatch our promised bliss.
This is what we planned
All the summer through,
To climb the arc that spanned
The flying, falling, dew.
See it hang and stride—
The bridge of promised good,
Over the city wide,
Over field and wood!

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There by the copse
It plants its fairy lines,
Over the elm-tree tops
It soars and shines!
Swiftly, run swiftly, friend,
Leap the silvery streams,
We shall gain the other end,
And the world of dreams.
When we climb the shining stair
In the silence vast,
God through the dizzy air
Shall make our footsteps fast.
While the grass is dewy wet,
Ere the sun take flight,
And the airy parapet
Tremble and melt in light.