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Upon the hot and burning stars,
As on the glowing coals and bars
That were to prove her strength, and try
Her holiness and her purity.

Thus moving on, with silent pace,
And triumph in her sweet, pale face,
She reached the station of Orion.
Aghast he stood in strange alarm!
And suddenly from his outstretched arm
Down fell the red skin of the lon
Into the river at his feet.
His mighty club no longer beat
The forebead of the bull; but be
Reeled as of yore beside the ses,
When, blinded by sopion,
He sought the blacksmith at his forge,
And, climbing up the moutain port,
Fixed his blank eres upon the sun

Then, through the silence overhead, An angel with a trumpet said, “Forevermore, forevermore, The reign of violence is o'er !” And, like an instrument that flings Its music on another's strings, The trumpet of the angel cast Upon the heavenly lyre its blast, And on from sphere to sphere the words Reëchoed down the burning chords, – “Forevermore, forevermore, The reign of violence is o'er ! ”

THE BRIDGE.

I stood on the bridge at midnight,

As the clocks were striking the hour, And the moon rose o'er the city,

Behind the dark church-tower.

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And far in the hazy distance

Of that lovely night in June, The blaze of the flaming furnace Gleamed redder than the moon.

Among the long, black rafters

The wavering shadows lay, And the current that came from the ocean

Seemed to lift and bear them away ;

As, sweeping and eddying through them,

Rose the belated tide,
And, streaming into the moonlight,

The seaweed floated wide.

And like those waters rushing

Among the wooden piers,
A flood of thoughts came o'er me

That filled my eyes with tears.

How often, O, how often,

In the days that had gone by, I had stood on that bridge at midnight

And gazed on that wave and sky !

How often, 0; how often,

I had wished that the ebbing tide Would bear me away on its bosom

D'er the ocean wild and wide !

For my heart was hot and restless,

And my life was full of care, And the burden laid upon me

Seemed greater than I could bear.

But now it has fallen from me,

It is buried in the sea ;
And only the sorrow of others

Throws its shadow over me.

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